🎵 WE PULL UP // by prodbysky

2 ContributorsWE PULL UP Lyrics [Intro: Yeat & Ian] Yeah, pull up now Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy Yeah, pull up now (Huh, huh) Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy (Yeah) Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy (Sk-sk-sky) [Chorus: Yeat] Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy, yeah, yeah Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy (Yeah, yeah) Got surround sound inside this tizzy (Whew) I, I got Tose' on the way, finna get dizzy (Tose', yeah) Bitch want white inside her nose, finna get Lizzy (Yeah, finna call Lizzy) I really just want a Percocet, I'm finna get pissy (Ooh, yeah, pissy) Yeah, brought a dub inside Chanel, I'm finna go crazy (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, crazy) Pull up, who that is? (Errt, errt) My bitch 'bout to pull up on me then drink my kids (Up, up) You ain't rock with me for real, you not my twin (Yeah) I ain't gon' build it up from the bottom, you not my buildin' (Yeah, yeah) Drank and X, molly with Perc', that's my shit (Yeah, yeah) I got money comin' in in different ways, I'm poppin' shit (Poppin') Everything I imagined in my mind, I done accomplished it [Verse: Yeat] Yeah, how I was servin' chickens, huh, in the mail Yeah, how you want the double C but no Chanel? (Yeah, what the fuck?) I'm on this Perc', it got me stupid, I'm a snail (Bitch, I'm stuck) In the club, this bitch ride on me, I'm a rail (Yeah, yeah) If my brother get locked inside the jam, I got his bail (Bail) Bitch, we too legit (No cap), everything I said is real as hell (Yeah) They can't even tell the real from the fake, I wish 'em well (Say) Yeah, this song already was turnt, but here's a bell (Sk-sk-sky) [Verse: Ian] Yo' ho tryna hit this I guess I could take one too I don't think I can take much more, it ain't right if I fake what's true If I looked in the mirror and saw yo' ass, I probably would hate me too I go pedal to metal, this car go fast, she like when I make that vroom Pass it off, ma-magic trick, money tall than Magic Johnson I don't see no funds involved, so you can't get attention from me Big bro got one hundred, uh, you first up in contention for 'em I'm gon' keep my head up high 'til someone come and take it from me It's hard for me to stress when I got payment comin' in Keep beggin' for that sauce, they somethin' like Plankton with the shit Not worried 'bout the distance, private plane to see that bitch Felt we had somethin' goin', such a shame to see that end [Chorus: Yeat & Ian] Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy, yeah, yeah (Sk-sk-sky) Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, pull up now, we finna get busy (Yeah Yeah) Got surround sound inside this tizzy (Whew) I, I got Tose' on the way, finna get dizzy (Tose', yeah) Bitch want white inside her nose, finna get Lizzy (Yeah, finna call Lizzy) I really just want a Percocet, I'm finna get pissy (Ooh, yeah, pissy) Yeah, brought a dub inside Chanel, I'm finna go crazy (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, crazy) (Huh huh yeah yeah yeah)