Big K.R.I.T. - Pull Up lyrics

When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
Better cuff yo chick, this shit here legit

5 in the morning, wide and yawning
Can’t turn my beat up
On the way to a bopper with a crib
That I can kick my feet up
See the candy was shining, freshly priming
First time I seen her
Now she wanna ride high with her head in
The sky look down on all her people
Ain’t it crazy how pavement be cracking
When I’m slabbing them ‘bows
Hoes go to jump in and can’t
Find the handles on my doors
So much twerking and working in here


I should install a pole
For them strippers that love to
Suck and fuck and get, get down on the floor
Transformers can’t fuck with this
Not the way my doors flip
Skyscraper tall when I creep and crawl
Is that Krit or a solar eclipse
Rise of the apes in my trunk
While my chariot swanging down
Make a pro catch ghosts like the rapture
Approach when my old school come around

When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
Better cuff yo chick, this shit here legit

Say bitch I pulled up on the curb
Straight peeled off with yo girl
Said she wanna ride with a pimp
Wanna get that dick that she deserves
Said my back seat softer than a pillow top
Paint so wet that it hit the spot
And I’ma quench ya thirst
That little nigga should’ve did it first
You was holding hands and I was in her purse
I’m getting throwed up under city lights
She right side checking lipstick
Tryna make sure that her titties right
We in the parking lot with
The trunk open and sipping
Sitting outside the whip with the wood
Grain wheel like it’s 1996
Yea trick I’m riding dirty
Big Sant bitch I know you heard me
Tryna get the ‘Lac with the ‘84s
Tag just gon’ say "beg for mercy"
I just swerve and swang and bang it
But beware ‘cause a ho
Might leave you hanging
Better let ‘em know I’m forever
Ho, they kicking doors open
Pay what you owe me i told ‘em

When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
Better cuff yo chick, this shit here legit

See pimping is what pimping is and
Macking do what it feels like
Drip the drape with that? stitching and 4s
And vogues so I feel right
Candy paint on that body mane
Chrome the grill and that woman
Them belts and bucks and 5th
Wheel on the trunk
You’ll hear beat knock when I’m coming
That bass so hard that it’s numbing
That chrome so shiny it’s blinding
Them seats so soft that I’m sinking in and
So it’s no need to recline ‘em
I drop the top and you see me
Got different shit on each TV
Got one with Sopranos, one with The Wire
The one up front is Boardwalk Empire
Wood grain wheel so goddamn new
That sap come out when I grip it
I represent for that PAT and that H so hard
I’m still tipping
I chunk the deuce when I flip it
For my city I put on rIP to the Pimp
This UGK for life for real and I’m gone

When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
When I pull up, it’s over
(I pull up, it’s over)
Better cuff yo chick, this shit here legit