Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Global Dan
Global Dan
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel McManus
Daniel McManus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Imad Royal
Imad Royal
Producer
Rogét Chahayed
Rogét Chahayed
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Shorty wanna be my girlfriend
I don't really want that
No, I just want you to come throw it back
Oh, you said you got a man? I ain't know that
If I like it, it don't matter 'bout no price tag
If ain't really feelin' you, I'm right back
I just wanna let you know, I ain't like
If shorty lookin' bad, I'ma pipe that
[Verse 2]
If know that shorty lookin' at me, 'cause I'm lookin' at her
Just by the way that she be lookin'
I can tell she wanna know what I be doin' after
Nothing I'm tellin' you, tell me maybe come through with a text
See, I would let you hit it, but I'm really afraid that you gonna
Break my heart and leave me cold, but I might
Take you home and let you know that I'ma
Be the one to keep you warm
I start up in the pussy, hit it till the crack of the morning
You know that
[Verse 3]
I got them bands on me
Pull up with bands on me
Now them daughters be puttin' they hands on me
I got money, so now they say stuff to me
Now I know why they boyfriend be hatin' on me (Why?)
Maybe 'cause that broke boy ain't gettin' money
You can look at my team, we be gettin' money
Put your hands in the air if you're gettin' money
[Verse 4]
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
[Verse 5]
I know, to God, I drip hard
So you know what we on
Said she wanna be friends, but no
'Cause all y'all peons
I can't be friends with no
So I hop inside the Wraith and speed off
I just better golden sack on my watch
I got some bottles on the way and I'ma chardonnay
This peacock
I'm in front of the club, I got tossed out
'Cause we deep in, we had that bitch boxed out
I said, "Fuck college," I copped out
Now I got me some money, I'm guapped out
If I say that I got, you know that I mean it
I can see them all hatin' on me for no reason
I'm in Tesla, you know that I'm speedin'
We got it good, good, good, shorty be fiendin'
[Verse 6]
I got them bands on me
Pull up with bands on me
Now them daughters be puttin' they hands on me
I got money, so now they say stuff to me
Now I know why they boyfriend be hatin' on me (Why?)
Maybe 'cause that broke boy ain't gettin' money
You can look at my team, we be gettin' money
Put your hands in the air if you're gettin' money
[Verse 7]
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
[Verse 8]
Pull up with your hands up (Pull up, skrrt)
Shorty say I'm handsome
(Slime) I'm on my slime
I pull that chopper out, and then I hold you for ransom
Now I got so much money, I remember when I had my pockets on frail
Count it up, put all the racks in the safe
Like I just got it out of the mail
Damn, I'm on a boat like a sail
Bitches, they callin' my phone, I know well
I better tell that bitch, "If you want fuck with me
You better not be the one kiss and tell"
'Bout to go on vacation, it's me and these lads
Don't try to separate, I'ma treat you like some packs
I'ma roll you up like you a cigarillo
When I light it up, can someone pass me a match?
[Verse 9]
I got them bands on me
Pull up with bands on me
Now them daughters be puttin' they hands on me
I got money, so now they say stuff to me
Now I know why they boyfriend be hatin' on me (Why?)
Maybe 'cause that broke boy ain't gettin' money
You can look at my team, we be gettin' money
Put your hands in the air if you're gettin' money
[Verse 10]
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Everybody gon' pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Pull up with your hands up
Written by: Daniel McManus, Imad Roy El-amine, Rogét Chahayed
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