OBN Jay, OMB Peezy - Pull Up lyrics

LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.

[OBN Jay, OMB Peezy - Pull Up lyrics]

(Al'Geno On The Track)

Pull up like "What up" (What up?)
Young nigga, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin' money up (Up)
Run it up 'cause this shit ain't enough
Steady pourin' up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I'ma fall for me
Young rich nigga goin' platinum for
Them all to see first I was broke
Now I be walkin' through the
Mall with twenty G's
Don't play piano but it's hard to
Move around before them keys

Watchin' 'em close, 'cause how they move
I don't get into that i'm livin' my life
I could give a fuck what's on the internet
This shit be kinda crazy how real
And fake start to intersеct
Fuck off with my brothers in that four
We in apartment complеx
Just keep it real with me
You want me for the money or the sex?
Young nigga actin' bad
You like the way I'm breakin' necks?
Don't fuck with you, you temporary
You just somethin' like the rest
Just early bird up in that
Big tree, you gotta go, you break the nest

I'ma smoke my weed
I stay lowkey in the streets
I'll never stand out 'cause bitch
You bleed how I bleed
If I fall down, I never cry
I get back up on my feet
I tell the judge I never lie
But I'ma lie 'til I'm free

Pull up like "What up" (What up?)
Young nigga, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin' money up (Up)
Run it up 'cause this shit ain't enough
Steady pourin' up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I'ma fall for me
Young rich nigga goin' platinum for
Them all to see first I was broke
Now I be walkin' through the
Mall with twenty G's
Don't play piano but it's hard to
Move around before them keys

Yeah we on whatever you on
I don't wanna love you, one hit and I'm gone
Smokin' on purp in the air like a drone
That nigga trip, he get flipped like a phone
She got the dick and won't leave me alone
I can't ask nobody for a loan, dawg
Bitch, I been on my own
I run in yo' house, bet' not nobody move
Was robbin' shit
I'm supposed to be in school
A project baby, what it do
I remember sneakin' in the pool
Where I'm from, we don't know the rules
We just know to keep us a tool
I see everybody gettin' blues
You ain't 'bout to see me on the news
Better watch your bitch 'cause she
Might fall for me over key with Donny Black
I put 'em all to sleep
Tried to leave this shit alone
But it keep callin' me
Don't think I'll blow, I made 'em all believe

Pull up like "What up" (What up?)
Young nigga, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin' money up (Up)
Run it up 'cause this shit ain't enough
Steady pourin' up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I'ma fall for me
Young rich nigga goin' platinum for
Them all to see first I was broke
Now I be walkin' through the
Mall with twenty G's
Don't play piano but it's hard to
Move around before them keys

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