Diego Money - Pull Up текст песни

Woah
What x4
Uno I killed it Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Woah, woah
Pull up, Pull up Pull up lil bih (aye man)
I pull up straight out the lot
Pull up with Glocks in interior
I’m jumpin' off the tight rope
I flex just like Rey Mysterio
Leave that boy missin'
Up on the milk carton
Or a box of cereal
Hold on lil' bitch getcha' out my ride
You are a little delirious
All of the bitches look curious
Hold on you cannot be serious
I feel like I was born for sinning
'Cause these bitches really not feelin' em
I’m runnin' off with the work
Leave that nigga on his shirt (lil bitch)
Put 50 up on his head
50 automatic bursts (Grrraa)
Test a lil nigga (What)
I eat em, my pockets look bigger
The AK it spank it flip ya Place 'em in bags then I zip up (zip, zip, zip)
Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Say you want war nigga pull up Working my wrist when i cook up Niggas know i got the hook up Shooters on top of the look up I don’t look down bitch look up Shooting at niggas they shook up We ain’t with talking we pull up Send your location, we pull up Young nigga toting them sticks
Playing with this and get hit
Long ass thirty clips
.45 on my hip
Buss on the chopper and they rip
Talking that shit and get killed
Put the red beam on his lip
Pop his ass then i dip
Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Uh, uh, These niggas they talking bout killin
I put like ten on yo head (ooh)
A fool with the tool like a sped
Fucked that lil bitch and she dig
I sip that lean like a baby
All of these niggas they shady
Pop a lil pill like she 80
Pop a lil pill like she 80
Fuck her best friend on my page
Nigga go 80, Nigga go 80, 80
Niggas they claiming they blood
And running my hood
You gettin' the tool
Fucker you fucking with crooks
2900 they shook, they feeling it I know they feeling it Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up Pull up, Pull up