Rich Gang, Ralo, J-Soul, Jacquees, Derez De’Shon, Birdman - Pull Up lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Jacquees,   Young Stunna, baby I'm the third
And  I'm a threat nigga, Ralo what?
(We got London on Da Track) famgoon 

Came  up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That  bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious
(niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limit's (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage
(this that scrimmage)
We  done been down for a minute
(for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living
(now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys
(the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you


Don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own
These bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long
I got big money like a phone

I got that money, I got that bag
I got that cash
Don't get him mad, he gonna blast
Where are they at?
All of these niggas been hating on us
I think they mad 'cause we making them bucks
Who give a fuck, who give a fuck?
We gonna light one of these niggas up
Came up, I done did it
Ralo done fucked up the city
All of my niggas be with it
None of my niggas ain't quitting
All of them people gon' feel me
All of them people gon' hear me
Ralo done stepped in the building, yeah
I miss dog food, it made me a millionaire

Came up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious
(niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limit's (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage
(this that scrimmage)
We done been down for a minute (for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living
(now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys
(the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own
These bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long
I got big money like a phone

Designer on my (designer on my)
Got me sliding on my (sliding on my)
Got me riding with my (riding with my)
Fifty times with my (times with my)
It's do or die with my (do or die with my)
And if you play, you know we ridin'
Suicide for now bad bitch with no talking
That four-four will go barking
Them pussy niggas start talking, them
Pussy niggas we chalkin', yeah
Candy paint on them boys
Got them hollow tips for that noise
My little one kept it so silent
Nigga he's G'd up on that charge

Came up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious
(niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limit's (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage
(this that scrimmage)
We done been down for a minute (for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living
(now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys
(the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own
These bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long
I got big money like a phone

Young Soul, Rich Gang
Ain't shit changing my chain
Got your girlfriend screaming my name
She down to smash my gang
J-soul from the six
Two months ago I didn't have shit
Now I'm richer than a bitch
And I shit gold bricks
And my bad bitches come with twins
Yeah yeah yeah

I came up a long way from sleeping
On the floor in public housing
Remember them bitches wouldn't give
Me no play
Now I cannot keep them from 'round me
Bitch mention me, she get pounded
I want her head like a bounty
Used to be starving now I swear I want it all
That comes with the bread like a sauce
Derez De'Shon

Came up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious
(niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limit's (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage
(this that scrimmage)
We done been down for a minute (for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living
(now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys
(the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own
These bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long
I got big money like a phone

Yeah, Beezo get them fuckin' straps
Fuck what's brackin' nigga, what's
Brackin niggas, baow, yeah
Ayy Ralo, get them niggas and them bags
B Tow, B-Low, fuck 'em
Derez get the two-two-three
You understand me? I got the forty cal and
The double old school uzi
You understand me?
Spark nothin' but them lights boy
Empty your motherfuckin' safe nigga
Baow baow baow, yeah
J-Soul, T-Dot, brrat, brrat
Big money no talkin', yeah, them
Pussy niggas we chalkin', yeah
Rich gang lifestyle, hustle nigga