Pull Up
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me (nothing on me)
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene (got me running the scene)
What you got, I need hunnid' bands and a rari (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money (yeah, yeah, uh)
We pull up with the Louis bags
With the money and Benz and the persons zeal, yeah
We bangin' your ears, y'all know my shit, got'em doing like this, yeah
We ain't doing it no more, I'm doing it alone from bottom to top, yeah
I'm doing like 4, or 5 then cop it, rock it as we known, no no
Throw the coin like the Rey
Trying luck oh, Y'all know I got all the plans
Want real dogs, don't wanna a shit fake
Think waverunner, now I run the wave, hey J
It's tiring, it's tiring pull up with the money
And then you feel empty nobody is here
I looked through the sky saw God in me, got security, gave me the key
Keep moving, that's what I like
I Keep the good memories, not the fool ones
I am in my best side I don't need a WAH
I don't wanna slop the top off, maybe is nice
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me (nothing on me)
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene (got me running the scene)
What you got, I need hunnid' bands and a rari (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money (yeah, yeah, uh)
The Birds in the trap they singin' McKnight, we poppin' your ears
Don't know how you feel, don't know what you feel, I keep it low-key
Although I can't see, I don't guarantee that I'm gonna bleed
He thinks he's on the peak but he on the ground (on the ground)
We pull up, pull up with the shit
I don't know who to blame, you don't know how to love
I don't know how to kill, you don't know how enough
You just left me alone
Now, looking for places where couldn't find the clones
You don't know, you dont who's getting real
You know who to blame, but don't know how to love
Don't know how to change
You ain't just a tease
Don't you get down on your knees (no)
I got nothing on me
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me (nothing on me)
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene (got me running the scene)
What you got, I need hunnid' bands and a rari (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money (yeah, yeah, uh)
We pull up with the Louis bags
With the money and Benz and the persons zeal, yeah
We bangin' your ears, y'all know my shit, got'em doing like this, yeah
We ain't doing it no more, I'm doing it alone from bottom to top, yeah
I'm doing like 4, or 5 then cop it, rock it as we known, no no
Throw the coin like the Rey
Trying luck oh, Y'all know I got all the plans
Want real dogs, don't wanna a shit fake
Think waverunner, now I run the wave, hey J
It's tiring, it's tiring pull up with the money
And then you feel empty nobody is here
I looked through the sky saw God in me, got security, gave me the key
Keep moving, that's what I like
I Keep the good memories, not the fool ones
I am in my best side I don't need a WAH
I don't wanna slop the top off, maybe is nice
I pull up in the dark, in the night
I got nothing on me (nothing on me)
Got the birds in the trap and they singing
Got me running the scene (got me running the scene)
What you got, I need hunnid' bands and a rari (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just pull out all the Louis bags, with the money (yeah, yeah, uh)
The Birds in the trap they singin' McKnight, we poppin' your ears
Don't know how you feel, don't know what you feel, I keep it low-key
Although I can't see, I don't guarantee that I'm gonna bleed
He thinks he's on the peak but he on the ground (on the ground)
We pull up, pull up with the shit
I don't know who to blame, you don't know how to love
I don't know how to kill, you don't know how enough
You just left me alone
Now, looking for places where couldn't find the clones
You don't know, you dont who's getting real
You know who to blame, but don't know how to love
Don't know how to change
You ain't just a tease
Don't you get down on your knees (no)
Credits
Writer(s): Naomi Wenitong, Joel Wenitong, Jacob Turier
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