Grit Boys - I'm Pulling Out lyrics

(*talking*) Now pull your ride out This how we do it, down in Texas n***a Down South, mayn [Hook: (Dannie Marie)] (I'm pulling out), trying to get my point understood I'm just a young n***a repping my hood, gripping on wood You know hitting the Boule', like a real playa should Top down washed up looking good, cause [Lil' O] Trying to see, what I can see Hoes staring at my rims, like b**h I can't see Cause they shining like a diamond, plus my five T.V.'s Got these hoes mesmerized, but I ain't INC I'm Fat Rat with the Cheeze, big balling Texas 54 karats, from the watch to the necklace Candy coat paint, man I'm squashing the plexers And the way my 18's shake, make you throw up your breakfast Hit the strip system thumping, sipping something 4-5 in my lap, if n***as get to dumping Boys riding by, looking like b**h you bumping What is them Fosgate, or is them Kickers humping But you know I keep rolling, cause the show don't stop Cause even when I'm at the light, man the chrome don't stop And when I pulled up at the club, I bet your hoe gon bop I ain't even gotta ask, she gon throw her cot [Hook - 2x] [Scooby] I'm pulling out, I just got the ride, a tune up Washed up, fin to hit the Boulevard and find a new s*ut I'm high, and I'm full of that blue stuff A n***a got his hands in the sky, and I'm throwing the deuce up Now, why do they wanna let Scoob up I'm trying to get these chickens in the ride, get to making em do stuff When I'm tired, then Scoob'll lose em These b**hes wanna f** my car, guess my ride just do it to em [Unique] You know, how a ba*tard ride And V-12's, right past your ride You f**ing with 'Nique, I don't think so prolly not Cause when I stop man, my rims do the body rock And uh me Scoob and Pretty, breeze through the city In a sea blue Coupe, that ease through on 20's Disturbing traffic, as I'm pa**ing by Get high, and pa** the lock [Hook - 2x] [Poppy] Say baby, pa** the square around You in the presence of a playa you dig, don't be afraid to let your hair down You know Poppy, I stay with a pair of dimes So gritty in the car, with a receding hair line Hey, you know I like to fill the ride with helpers They like the way the 5's, slide on Drexler's Those 22's my n***a, I keep something in the ride for plexers Get it right, that's how we ride in Texas We push slabs down here, cause we young stunners We pull em out fast as a dick about to cum in a chick, with no rubber And the girls, like to follow the Coupe Cause they amazed, by the way the trunk swallow the roof But those just the fruits, of the stacking my chips And your chick, wanna ride with a actual pimp I laugh at you marks, and you f*ggots that trip Cause the only wood you grip, is when you jacking your dicks [Hook - 2x] (*talking*) Dedicated to all the playas, on 3's and 4's mayn 20 inch chrome, 22's, 24's, you want spinners mayn Let your motherf**ing chrome spin, mayn Straight up mayn, this one's for y'all mayn Let your top down, let your trunk crack f** it you in a Houpe mayn, get that b**h washed up And hit the Boul' on knocking, this how we do it in the South mayn All the playas looking good, showing up washed up This how it go down in Big Ballin' Texas mayn, straight up Pull your ride out, pull your ride out, pull your ride out