Pull Your Card
[Intro]
(Thanks, Zachary)
(T this bitch up, Tone)

[Chorus]
Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas
'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga
Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga
And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers
Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game
Shooting dice like a shooting guard
He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card
Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking
When we slide we hit our target
We don't miss, we shoot with caution

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I got my mind right on that paper
Fuck a opp, them niggas just hater
I used to be on the block with the takers
Let the Drac' sing then it take 'em
Thеy keep yelling, "Lil' Bookie go crazy
Let his grandma tеll it, he amazing"
"How he sixteen going so crazy?"
All these questions be making me angry, uh
"Bookie a bitch, why the fuck he got deals calling?
"He can't even rap, he was just fronting for Snap'"
"He got his mask on but he really not that"
We gotta get 'em right back
Bricky keep shooting, ain't nobody shooting back
We gotta get 'em right back
Bricky keep shooting, ain't nobody shooting back, uh
What that tell y'all? Niggas bitches, they ain't on shit
Got me pissed off
Me and my niggas hottest youngest in the city
Mad 'cause it ain't y'all
Bitch, we ain't ducking no smoke, we want all smoke
Uh, fuck the city up, why? Uh, uh, uh
'Cause we don’t give no fuck, bitch
43 be my block and we gon' show you something, uh
Got thirty shots in this Glock and I ain't going for nothing
[Chorus]
Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas
'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga
Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga
And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers
Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game
Shooting dice like a shooting guard
He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card
Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking
When we slide we hit our target
We don't miss, we shoot with caution

[Verse 2]
Bookie, bitch, I go retarded, gotta finish what we started
Fuller days, we all was starving, 43rd to the fucking gardens
Ask the opps, we been a army, grandpa died, I felt departed
Bricky Gang, we move the smartest, I just want my niggas balling
Uh, uh, why you niggas always gotta hate up on a nigga?
They say time make yo' money, so I ain't waiting on no nigga
I'm from that block where they always tryna spray up at a nigga
Better play yo' cards right 'cause we been hanging up them niggas

[Chorus]
Uh, I gotta get my bag up for them fuck niggas
'Member days I was posted up without no luck, nigga
Now it's foreign cars, riding back seat with it tucked, nigga
And I'm a silent nigga, might just look happy but I bust triggers
Ayy, bitch, I'm in the dice game
Shooting dice like a shooting guard
He thought it was real sweet, Marty quick to pull your card
Bitch, I slide I don't do barking, we just made a movie, sparking
When we slide we hit our target
We don't miss, we shoot with caution