Pull Up (feat. WavyNave & DZIOR)
They know I got the juice
Feeling froggy told his squad to pull up too
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl wanna link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl want to link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
I don't give a fuck 'bout a hater
I don't give a fuck 'bout a hoe
Half of y'all haters be fronting
Talking shit about me
Silly rabbit you not my bro
I'm a college student I be working
I'm chasing the money
I'm chasing the Pepperidge dough
You can be talking that shit, but lil hater
Is your pockets as fat as the Michelin tho?
You'd think a balloon's in the toilet
The way that I'm popping my shit
Hate on the king nigga you a bafoon
Niggas out of pocket and shit
My amigo a goon
And you know he takeoff with his rocket and shit
Sike nah, we dancers bro we just bop it and shit
They know I got the juice
Feeling froggy told his squad to pull up too
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl wanna link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl want to link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Told her pull up
Bitch I'm a star told her look up
I'm in the booth finna cook up
I hit it once leave her shook up
Said is that your number I'm taking it
He got his hand out, I ain't shaking it
I know his ass be snaking shit
I told my Momma I'm making it
I ain't in a Hellcat, but I'm racing it
Feel like a demon every time I be slaying it
Stack my money up until I can sled in it
Look in my cup, it's a whole lot of red in it
Ha Ha
Playboy earrings, no I ain't Carti
Said she bad, but I know she not Barbie
I hit it once, said I got to go darling
She want to eat, I had took her to Arby's
I don't got blood yeah I'm filled up with juice
Tape in the vault but I'm back in the booth
I was so lost I ain't know what to do
See blues, she turn to a devil like Duke
Floating the whip, I ain't drive it I'm flying
Got to get rich or I got to die trying
CDG right up on me I be styling
Pull up on me watch a nigga get violent
Might lose my temper be chilling don't tempt me
Think 'bout the day I couldn't count up a penny
I told the guap "I'll always love you"
Blick at the lungs it be singing like Whitney
When I was younger I still pulled up in beamers
Try to do me dirty take shit to the cleaners
Wizards of Waverly, this shit ain't magic
Might float in Latinas that look like Selena
He wanna beef on the net and argue all the time
Nah I ain't into that nigga
Clout chasing is lame, man I know what you want, Busta Rhymes
Get off of that internet nigga
I got the throne and I know he ain't fucking with mines
Not Amazon, this not my prime
It's not the success, yea I think Miley said it right
It's really all about the climb
Ham niggas be doing the most
And be sweet as some Honey, like Bunches of Oats
Hating on me you a llama, boy
Silly rabbit, I'm the GOAT
New Timbs on the feets, swagging CK on the coat
My squad keep a couple racks in they tote
Peep haters laughing, but they are the joke
You trying to help a opp keep tabs on me?
Well lame ass rat, you a rodent, ew
Want the big house in Clinton Township
Like my name is Bill
Y'all like chasing clout and pussy
I like dollar bills
Independent artist
Been getting streams with no co-sign
So what's the deal
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Feeling froggy told his squad to pull up too
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl wanna link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl want to link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
I don't give a fuck 'bout a hater
I don't give a fuck 'bout a hoe
Half of y'all haters be fronting
Talking shit about me
Silly rabbit you not my bro
I'm a college student I be working
I'm chasing the money
I'm chasing the Pepperidge dough
You can be talking that shit, but lil hater
Is your pockets as fat as the Michelin tho?
You'd think a balloon's in the toilet
The way that I'm popping my shit
Hate on the king nigga you a bafoon
Niggas out of pocket and shit
My amigo a goon
And you know he takeoff with his rocket and shit
Sike nah, we dancers bro we just bop it and shit
They know I got the juice
Feeling froggy told his squad to pull up too
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl wanna link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
I'm the shit baby like pull up
Flex on a hater like pull ups
His girl want to link told her pull up
She on my jock when she pull up
Told her pull up
Bitch I'm a star told her look up
I'm in the booth finna cook up
I hit it once leave her shook up
Said is that your number I'm taking it
He got his hand out, I ain't shaking it
I know his ass be snaking shit
I told my Momma I'm making it
I ain't in a Hellcat, but I'm racing it
Feel like a demon every time I be slaying it
Stack my money up until I can sled in it
Look in my cup, it's a whole lot of red in it
Ha Ha
Playboy earrings, no I ain't Carti
Said she bad, but I know she not Barbie
I hit it once, said I got to go darling
She want to eat, I had took her to Arby's
I don't got blood yeah I'm filled up with juice
Tape in the vault but I'm back in the booth
I was so lost I ain't know what to do
See blues, she turn to a devil like Duke
Floating the whip, I ain't drive it I'm flying
Got to get rich or I got to die trying
CDG right up on me I be styling
Pull up on me watch a nigga get violent
Might lose my temper be chilling don't tempt me
Think 'bout the day I couldn't count up a penny
I told the guap "I'll always love you"
Blick at the lungs it be singing like Whitney
When I was younger I still pulled up in beamers
Try to do me dirty take shit to the cleaners
Wizards of Waverly, this shit ain't magic
Might float in Latinas that look like Selena
He wanna beef on the net and argue all the time
Nah I ain't into that nigga
Clout chasing is lame, man I know what you want, Busta Rhymes
Get off of that internet nigga
I got the throne and I know he ain't fucking with mines
Not Amazon, this not my prime
It's not the success, yea I think Miley said it right
It's really all about the climb
Ham niggas be doing the most
And be sweet as some Honey, like Bunches of Oats
Hating on me you a llama, boy
Silly rabbit, I'm the GOAT
New Timbs on the feets, swagging CK on the coat
My squad keep a couple racks in they tote
Peep haters laughing, but they are the joke
You trying to help a opp keep tabs on me?
Well lame ass rat, you a rodent, ew
Want the big house in Clinton Township
Like my name is Bill
Y'all like chasing clout and pussy
I like dollar bills
Independent artist
Been getting streams with no co-sign
So what's the deal
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Byrd Jr.
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