Pull Up (feat. Euro)
That's how I raised em lord
Them niggas crazy
Dboy Dboy Dboy
My pockets look killoy
My dead presidents reborn
When I'm naked I gat three arms
Gat a big house with a green lawn
Gat a cigar full of neon
Like my hoe callin' my teewon
Close his casket he looks deformed
I gat bitches on my dick
I gat J's at my door
I gat shooters on my team
I gat feds down my throat
Counting money, dirty and clean
Smoking nothing but Irene
Gat a bitch with good hygiene
Sick with it no vaccine
I gat coke under my nails
I gat niggas taking them L's
Nigga we don't need no scale
I'm sick with it no getting well
Trigger man, Trigger man, Trigger man
Please don't shoot
Body Body Body like TIU
Young nigga riding a V-1-2
Chop bricks like Karate, Judo, Kungfu
Like Jujutsu, split a brick in two
You do you,
Imma do what it do
Niggas up and down since 2 and 2
Body Body Body like who did who
Started from the bottom
And I grew into it, Everything I'm driving is new and proved
While you fucking with me is a new
Experience, fucking with you is a new excuse.
Nigga who is you?
I looked in the mirror and said ewww it's you.
All my goons is too enthused so don't
Open your mouth like you chewing glue,
Like blue Michael Jordans my shoe gets checks like swoosh
Hear you niggas talking bout what you gon' do
Am I through I invite you
I entice you but I advise you not to
But God bless you like achoo, police find you in Dubai,
You with what your friends buy you,
And that shit not loose nigga that's what you'll get like Ken
And Ryu up in Paru I'm in my mood
So you know what you can do?
Pull up
I'll be waiting
Fuck nigga good luck
I'll be waiting
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
I'll be waiting with my mother fucking foot up, I ain't even stood up
Fuck nigga good luck
Fuck nigga pull up
My mother fucking shoe shot
Fuck nigga pull up
My young niggas stood up
Like fuck nigga what up
Fuck nigga shut up
I've been up here since P had a hook up
So if you want me nigga I'm a butcher
If you want beef, nigga I'm a butcher
If my niggas wan' eat nigga imma cook ya
If you with your bitch and your bitch
Want me nigga imma pull her like a trigger
She the bullet, nigga we the illest we the coolest
We the illest we the coolest
The sickest and the smoothest
The gifted and the hoofers
Give us the script to watch a movie get a bitch and imma zoom in and
Imma hit em and imma loose em, imma kill em, imma bruise em,
Imma send em,
Imma sue em and not to mention imma
Move em and imma mention when I move em
And the bitch wet in bed then imma pinch
On her bootie that bitch with Lil' Tunechi
Oh yeah oh yeah
Fucking right
Always had my gun in fights
Always had the upper hand
You the always call your brother type
Hard head all my fucking life
Whole world on my fucking hands
Me and my girl just pulled up
We pull up to my proper plan
Well fuck it man, like what you saying
Look I'm not saying, but I'm just saying
Fuck nigga pull up
I'll be waiting (Lord knows I'll be waiting for you)
Me and my young niggas
That's how I raised em
Fuck nigga pull up
My young niggas stood up
Like fuck nigga what up?
Blooka Blooka Blooka!
I say fuck nigga what up
I'm waiting with my foot up
Fuck nigga good luck
Brrrr Brrrr Brrrr!
I say fuck nigga pull up
Fuck em round and never pull off
They see the guns and pull out
Say never mind and pull off
They see the guns and pull out
Say never mind and keep going
I put the gun in his mouth
Say be quiet and breath soft
Shifty eyes I C4
Flip them plugs like D Doors
These bitches tired they sleep walk
Brilliant mind I'm street smart
And deep thought and we are what she want and she want and he don't
But keep going and we gon' see
Fuck nigga pull up
Yeah
Fuck nigga pull up
Whew
I'll be waiting
Why you waiting?
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
Yeah I'll be waiting for you
Me and my young niggas
That's how I raised em lord
Them lil' niggas crazy they waiting for me to tell em to go crazy boi
What am I waiting for?
Them niggas crazy
Dboy Dboy Dboy
My pockets look killoy
My dead presidents reborn
When I'm naked I gat three arms
Gat a big house with a green lawn
Gat a cigar full of neon
Like my hoe callin' my teewon
Close his casket he looks deformed
I gat bitches on my dick
I gat J's at my door
I gat shooters on my team
I gat feds down my throat
Counting money, dirty and clean
Smoking nothing but Irene
Gat a bitch with good hygiene
Sick with it no vaccine
I gat coke under my nails
I gat niggas taking them L's
Nigga we don't need no scale
I'm sick with it no getting well
Trigger man, Trigger man, Trigger man
Please don't shoot
Body Body Body like TIU
Young nigga riding a V-1-2
Chop bricks like Karate, Judo, Kungfu
Like Jujutsu, split a brick in two
You do you,
Imma do what it do
Niggas up and down since 2 and 2
Body Body Body like who did who
Started from the bottom
And I grew into it, Everything I'm driving is new and proved
While you fucking with me is a new
Experience, fucking with you is a new excuse.
Nigga who is you?
I looked in the mirror and said ewww it's you.
All my goons is too enthused so don't
Open your mouth like you chewing glue,
Like blue Michael Jordans my shoe gets checks like swoosh
Hear you niggas talking bout what you gon' do
Am I through I invite you
I entice you but I advise you not to
But God bless you like achoo, police find you in Dubai,
You with what your friends buy you,
And that shit not loose nigga that's what you'll get like Ken
And Ryu up in Paru I'm in my mood
So you know what you can do?
Pull up
I'll be waiting
Fuck nigga good luck
I'll be waiting
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
I'll be waiting with my mother fucking foot up, I ain't even stood up
Fuck nigga good luck
Fuck nigga pull up
My mother fucking shoe shot
Fuck nigga pull up
My young niggas stood up
Like fuck nigga what up
Fuck nigga shut up
I've been up here since P had a hook up
So if you want me nigga I'm a butcher
If you want beef, nigga I'm a butcher
If my niggas wan' eat nigga imma cook ya
If you with your bitch and your bitch
Want me nigga imma pull her like a trigger
She the bullet, nigga we the illest we the coolest
We the illest we the coolest
The sickest and the smoothest
The gifted and the hoofers
Give us the script to watch a movie get a bitch and imma zoom in and
Imma hit em and imma loose em, imma kill em, imma bruise em,
Imma send em,
Imma sue em and not to mention imma
Move em and imma mention when I move em
And the bitch wet in bed then imma pinch
On her bootie that bitch with Lil' Tunechi
Oh yeah oh yeah
Fucking right
Always had my gun in fights
Always had the upper hand
You the always call your brother type
Hard head all my fucking life
Whole world on my fucking hands
Me and my girl just pulled up
We pull up to my proper plan
Well fuck it man, like what you saying
Look I'm not saying, but I'm just saying
Fuck nigga pull up
I'll be waiting (Lord knows I'll be waiting for you)
Me and my young niggas
That's how I raised em
Fuck nigga pull up
My young niggas stood up
Like fuck nigga what up?
Blooka Blooka Blooka!
I say fuck nigga what up
I'm waiting with my foot up
Fuck nigga good luck
Brrrr Brrrr Brrrr!
I say fuck nigga pull up
Fuck em round and never pull off
They see the guns and pull out
Say never mind and pull off
They see the guns and pull out
Say never mind and keep going
I put the gun in his mouth
Say be quiet and breath soft
Shifty eyes I C4
Flip them plugs like D Doors
These bitches tired they sleep walk
Brilliant mind I'm street smart
And deep thought and we are what she want and she want and he don't
But keep going and we gon' see
Fuck nigga pull up
Yeah
Fuck nigga pull up
Whew
I'll be waiting
Why you waiting?
Fuck nigga pull up
Fuck nigga pull up
Yeah I'll be waiting for you
Me and my young niggas
That's how I raised em lord
Them lil' niggas crazy they waiting for me to tell em to go crazy boi
What am I waiting for?
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Nicholas Valentino Audino, Eufradis Rodriguez, Te Whiti Te Rangitepaia Mataa Warbrick
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