Yattaracks - Pulpit Lyrics

These bitches ride me like a horse must be a Porsche dawg
I dropped the top on the Porsche gone like a ghost dawg
These niggas clap and applaud cus I'm show stopper
Dapper how I floss might pull ya favorite doctor
Went from a jet to a choppa flew twice just to have lobster

Don't give me ya heart to fix I'm no doctor
God testing like proctor straight A's like Aaron affalo
I Took the fruits god gave me and sold it in bottles
I could f*ck this bitch one night no liquor bottle
Funny how the use of her tongue got my mind blown
Her head going up and down round and round like a cycle
I mixed the old wit the new but I'm not recycled

I shine so bright I'm a walking light bill
Light when they ask how the spotlight feel
True business man I ain't rushing to sign no deal
Got my name in the field catching plays like Odell
Adele how I'm rich pall bearers if you searching for my riches
I rather have a million dollars than a million bitches
But it's funny when the money come so do the bitches
It's a long lonely walk on this road to riches

I refuse to be tricked outta my spot by you funky bitches
Roll the weed inhale now I feel uplifted
Paying attention to details man I'm so gifted
Wasn't born into wealth had to go get it
160 top down now her lace lifting
Learned to move gracefully around squares call it shape shifting
I'm into addition multiplication division if I gotta split from the bullshit

Way I talk niggas thought I'm on a pulpit

They think I'm on a pulpit haannn
They think I'm on a pulpit haaan
They think I'm on a pulpit hannnnn