Pull Up & Shoot lyrics

[Intro: YNW Melly]
Like, ha
I was tryna help y'all, like I'm tryna keep that inner demon in
'Cause brazy sh*t happen when this sh*t come out
You know what I'm sayin'?
I go to thinking brazy like-

[Chorus: YNW Melly]
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the coupe b*tch, ay
You better not be rich b*tch (b*tch)
Turn you to a b*tch (b*tch)
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the crib but will not say sh*t 'cause of my young n*gga keep that glizzey in the motherf*ckin basement, yeah

[Verse 1: YNW Melly]
Wait 'till a n*gga go in (Go in)
Wait 'till I f*ck on her friends (Friends)
Wait 'till I pull up inside of a tesla with the bonk, f*ck the Benz
Wait 'till I pull up inside of the Billy, hope in the billy with billi'
Don't really f*ck with you many (Don't really f*ck with you many)
Deal a n*gga talking like they got plenty
Hunnid rounds on a motherf*ckin' Glock (Glock)
Hunnid rounds on a motherf*ckin' stick (stick)
1k, we tryna pull up your block (Block)
We gon' try to hit him with the pistol
I'm just playing this is not a pistol
This to shoot your momma and your sister
This to shoot your uncle and your granny
This to pull down your b*tch pantie
This to make a b*tch give it all
This to make a n*gga keep it tucked
Swear to God this a big gun
I could never ever give it all
I'ma fight for my life n*gga
Swear to God I got stripes n*gga
Swear to God we ain't playin'
Swear to God I be sprayin'
(I'ma fight for my life n*gga)
(Swear to God I be sprayin')
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the coupe b*tch, ay
You better not be rich b*tch (b*tch)
Turn you to a b*tch (b*tch)
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the crib but will not say sh*t 'cause of my young n*gga keep that glizzey in the motherf*ckin basement, yeah

[Part 2: Boobie Trap]
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[Chorus: YNW Melly]
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the coupe b*tch, ay
You better not be rich b*tch (b*tch)
Turn you to a b*tch (b*tch)
Pull up and shoot sh*t, ay
Might wet up the crib but will not say sh*t 'cause of my young n*gga keep that glizzey in the motherf*ckin basement, yeah

[Outro]
Damn (Damn), stop it (Stop it)
Up the pistol then pop it
If he got it we gon' rob him (Rob him)
Hold up wait, that's the old me
I wasn't given tryna rob
I'll never ever be a b*tch
I'll never ever be a snitch
I'm forever ever ever rich
We ain't ever ever lame (Lame)
We'll always be the gang (Gang)
n*gga talk like they want it (Want it)
We gon pull up with them things (Things)
He gon' have to touch this, hold up wait tho (Hold up, wait tho)