PULL UP lyrics
by CAMERON AZI
[Intro]
Sauron
Ayy (Hey, listen)
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, ayy
Pull up, pull up, ayy
Ayy, [?]
Ayy
Haha, ayy
Ayy, yuh
[Verse 1]
Okay, I’m drivin’ in my coupe, windows tinted, black and blue
Ice on my neck and my shoes, took one b*tch and then it’s two
Pull up to yo' shop, we juice, diamonds shock like Pikachu
Cruisin’ in a foreign then we pull up in a Subaru
Bands up all up in my feet, ridin’ all up in her waist
I ain’t got no time to waist, b*tch, tell me where you stay
Shawty, give me dome and face, happy birthday to my n*gga
'Cause he turned twenty-two, and his name f*ckin' Glock
Push this n*gga’s sh*t back ‘cause he’s too f*ckin’ hot
Yeah, these n*ggas talkin’ sh*t so we pull up to his block
Took his b*tch at her window ‘cause I threw a f*ckin’ rock
I can’t f*ck with no n*gga ‘cause he snitchin’ to the opps
In New York, I Milly Rock, b*tch, where the drugs at
b*tch, I hide it in my sock, b*tch, I got anything you want
Just meet me at the stop (okay, Hey, listen)
[Interlude]
Pull up, vro, pull up
[Verse 2]
Okay, I pull up in a Wraith, diamonds yellow, lemonade
Ray-Bans on my eyes for shade, b*tch, I’m ballin’ like I’m Wade
Cut these n*ggas with my blade, you a pus*y ass n*gga
You ain’t ready for this fade, you a b*tch, suck my di*k, okay
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Then do yo’ job, okay, get this f*ckin’ guap, okay
Bands fallin’ out my pocket every time I walk
If it ain’t about the money then I don’t wanna talk
[Outro]
Hahaha
pus*y ass n*ggas
b*tch