YoungBoy Never Broke Again, P Yungin, Never Broke Again - Pull Up Actin lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again, P Yungin, Never Broke Again - Pull Up Actin lyrics]

(Lil' Trebble made the beat
He only had to play it once)

Pull up acting, I got diamonds
In my necklace, uh
(In my necklace) i got money in my pockets
And I'm flexin' nigga
(Uh, and I'm flexin') tote that ratchet
I'ma blast it if you acting nigga
Point at your head, head home if you capping
Nigga (Baow, baow) look I'm gone
But I got these bitches all in my home
Pussy-ass nigga get no dap
Say they bust us off the flap
We gon' knock your head off
We gon' lay you in your last
Bed that your family bought (In your coffin)

What that's 'bout, pull up to your house
(What that's 'bout? To your motherfuckin')
With them choppas, let, let 'em off
(Grrah, grrah)
I put a hundred on his head to knock him off
(Knock his ass)
Who wan' romp? (Who gon' run?)
Bitch come out (Don dada, bang your ass)
I'm with youngins and they bleeding, uh, uh
Uh (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Can't drive the Rolls I'm full of
Xans so we smashin' the coupe
(What you on, five?)
Big chains on beaming like
Zaytiggy let it boom (Zaytiggy)
Big rings on fuck that flower
Throw him to the grooms

Pull up acting (Pull up acting, nigga) , I
Got diamonds in my necklace
Uh (In my necklace)
I got money in my pockets
And I'm flexin' nigga
(Uh, and I'm flexin') tote that ratchet
I'ma blast it if you acting nigga
(Tote it, tote it, hit it, hit it)
Point at your head, head home if you capping
Nigga (Baow, baow) look I'm gone
But I got these bitches all in my home
(In my home) pussy-ass nigga get no dap
(To my chrome thang, baow)
Say they bust us off the flap
We gon' knock your head off
(Show 'em, bro)
We gon' lay you in your last
Bed that your family bought
(Your fuckin' coffin, gang)

Pull up acting
With that micro Draco in my hand (Gang)
Top called him skelly soon to kill
For speaking on his clan (Fuck him)
PY a demon
He don't give a fuck 'bout what you sayin'
(Fuck him) i be the reason that these niggas
Life come to an end (Bitch)
Wrecked that Bentley at sixteen
I found out God was with me (With me, gang)
I blew twenty at fifteen
Look how my diamonds hittin' (Hot)
Jumped in the Trackhawk, do the dash
Hope I don't crash the engine (Boom, boom)
Fuck what he said, I want him dead
Lil' bitch get out my business
(Baow, business)

Pull up acting, I got
Diamonds in my necklace, uh
(In my necklace) i got money in my pockets
And I'm flexin' nigga
(Uh, and I'm flexin') tote that ratchet
I'ma blast it if you acting nigga
(Tote it, tote it, hit it, hit it)
Point at your head, head home if you capping
Nigga look I'm gone
But I got these bitches all in my home
Pussy-ass nigga get no dap
Say they bust us off the flap
We gon' knock your head off (Show him, bro)
We gon' lay you in your last
Bed that your family bought
(Your fuckin' coffin)

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