Pull Up lyrics

Drip and sip, drip and sip, pull up, pull up, pull up.

Pull up, pull up in the gold, I'm leadin', all them other man need feedin'.

I don't wanna go Bombay, Dem man don't know what I do when I go from dealin'.

Leadin' the pack in black and I'm out with the bag, step out with the phone and dab.

Brush up on man with a duster, put 'em on the drip and sip blockbuster.

Win, win, win, that's the only M.O, ring ring ring, I reply with N-O, call me Leno, had it hot, ha.

Switch up the ting as I hit below, switch up the ting as I drink the mellow, switch up the thing in my black and yellow, so fresh, clean.

Saw the ting and she pop like hello, drink from the bottle, I'm making a puddle, call up the server to clean up the bubbles.

She want a slip of the glorious, like I'm a warrior, she want a taste of a double, holy moly, that's a holy rollie.

Drippin', drippin', icy skipping, showin', dippin', like 'em curvy, fucking early, curb the calling. Why's she falling? So annoying. Oh my God.

Give up the feeling of not feeling cold, switch up a man if he now wanna flinch, Pussyhole, you're tryna save life with the clinch.

Fresh on the net, I'm OP with the bait, 118, 118, no debate, letting them know I can never be late, CEO, bitch.

Pull up, pull up in the gold, I'm leadin', all them other man need feedin'.

I don't wanna go Bombay, Dem man don't know what I do when I go from dealin'.

Leadin' the pack in black and I'm out with the bag, step out with the phone and dab.

Brush up on man with a duster, put 'em on the drip and sip blockbuster.

Trust, pull up, pull up, silent, can't pree me, I'm a Nike man, ACG me, I'm alright, fam, don't want freebies, SJW can't PC me.

Lyrics trouble you? Yeah man, me three, that's why man I write bars fam, easy.

Don't like what I say? SDM please, didn't do anything last time, man, CA.

Pull up, pull up outside and meet me, about drugs, what? Boots for GP? About plug, what? AC/DC? About tug, what? Ropes in PE? About slugs, what? Garden, green leaf?

Chat 'bout guns, you wish fam, genie, piss yourself every time man see me, soon as I say "Bonjour", fam, "oui oui".

Pull up, pull up them stats and see please on road, on road and TV, Durag, cane row or big greasy, afro like Risky Roadz DVD

You're a Game Road Color, I'm PC, you can't complete, see, 'cause man's foundation, you can't beat me, better luck next time GG.

Pull up, pull up, vinyl or CD, either one, fam, bust that wheelie, at your door like SKY or BT.

Shake man up, get grimy and greezy, road runner, dun told man, meep meep.

RT1 not a dino GT, one wheel up to the sky like ET, Jake 100 stylie, you see me.

Pull up, pull up in the gold, I'm leadin', all them other man need feedin'.

I don't wanna go Bombay, Dem man don't know what I do when I go from dealin'.

Leadin' the pack in black and I'm out with the bag, step out with the phone and dab.

Brush up on man with a duster, put 'em on the drip and sip blockbuster.

Crown for the teeth, royalty when I'm speakin' the beef, I'm a G when it comes to the guap, I got the M's when I play.

I get the M's when I stop, I get blem when I trade the devil for that letters, watch me grow like I'm Madison Pettis.

Styrofoam, a ten piece, then I get bag I popped from last week, I gun lean on that runway.

2-18 on that one way, feeling like Hamilton, F1, the key on the ball when they're needing, they never play before.

Now they feeling me, Diamonds, I know she adore, when I'm dealing them I'm rolling heavy, don't try to press, make you ugly like Betty Bitch.