Pull Up lyrics

[Intro: Rude Ass Mogli]
Let's f*ck 'em, woo
Hoo, skrrt
Ooh
Woo, woo, woo

[Chorus: Rude Ass Mogli]
Need that bad b*tch with that cocaine
And I'm back to back with my homies
I'm that crack [?] to these junkies
I see snakes falling and then coil
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I'm straight out the Beem'
b*tches is straight off the lean
Man, I'm just straight out the Beem'
Gettin' the money, I go
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking yo' b*tch on the low
Gettin' the money, I'm gone
Smokin' the blunt and I'm gone
And man, I know you know
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking the b*tch on the low
You know that I got it
I pull up with [?]
I'm smokin' the weed, I'm lovin' the chronic
[Verse 1: iLL Chris]
Loadin' this chopper, I'm Biggie like Poppa
You know I'm a shopper, you know I'm a shotter
Feeling like [?], I'm [?]
Smokin' the Buddha, I kill the intruder
The [?] or the Ruger, I'm off my medulla
Fendi, Medusa, I'm really [?]
My b*tch is seducive, my gear is exclusice
My b*tch is seducive, my gear is exclusice

[Verse 2: Rude Ass Mogli]
Ayy, I'm lovin' the chronic
Pockets are lit like a [?]
b*tches just straight from the country
I can get [?] when I want it
I pull up [?]
But b*tches, they bad
I got the coke in the bag
I got the smoke in the bank
I got the b*tch in the back
Back [?] lackin', I'm pushin'
You n*ggas are pus*y's, woo
I been be sippin' the 40's, woo
I been be chillin' my homies, ayy
Need me a fountain of lean
Women, Egyptian or Greek
b*tches, you know how they be
b*tches, you know how they be
I am just stickin' to me
I am just stick to my team
[?]
Sippin' the 40's [?]
[Chorus: Rude Ass Mogli]
Need that bad b*tch with that cocaine
And I'm back to back with my homies
I'm that crack [?] to these junkies
I see snakes falling and then coil
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I'm straight out the Beem'
b*tches is straight off the lean
Man, I'm just straight out the Beem'
Gettin' the money, I go
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking yo' b*tch on the low
Gettin' the money, I'm gone
Smokin' the blunt and I'm gone
And man, I know you know
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking the b*tch on the low
You know that I got it
I pull up with [?]
I'm smokin' the weed, I'm lovin' the chronic

[Bridge: iLL Chris]
I'm lovin' the chronic, I'm lovin' the chronic
Pull up
[Verse 3: iLL Chris]
My dough got a stack
A back up strapper
Got a Mack truck
If you act up, back up
Put the kush down, no choice but to ash 'em
Watch me go for the [?] like Ashton
Runnin' this race, so cold, 'bout to lap 'em
Twenty year [?]
Catch me speedin', ridin' fast with a bad one
Run up, run up, b*tch, I'ma turn up
b*tch, I'ma turn up
b*tch, I'ma turn up
Me and [?] got the kush you could burn up
Me and Mogli in the fresh ass clothes
I'm fly as [?] I suppose
Takin' tops off like Amber Rose
The haters real, keep them hammers close
sh*t's so [?], man, you know my team
I don't owe you like a motherf*ckin' thing
I don't owe you like a motherf*ckin' drink
I'm so good with the motherf*ckin' [?]
Went from a Benz to a motherf*ckin' Beem'
Tell yo' b*tch "Get down with the team"

[Bridge: iLL Chris]
Been a sensei to this sh*t
[?]
Connoisseurs League
ILL Chris
Young Mogli
Pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up

[Chorus: Rude Ass Mogli]
Need that bad b*tch with that cocaine
And I'm back to back with my homies
I'm that crack [?] to these junkies
I see snakes falling and then coil
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I pull up with that beverage
Man, I'm straight out the Beem'
b*tches is straight off the lean
Man, I'm just straight out the Beem'
Gettin' the money, I go
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking yo' b*tch on the low
Gettin' the money, I'm gone
Smokin' the blunt and I'm gone
And man, I know you know
Gettin' the money, I go
f*cking the b*tch on the low
You know that I got it
I pull up with [?]
I'm smokin' the weed, I'm lovin' the chronic