Pull Up lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro: Lil Keed]
I got 20 on my beat
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
(Keed, talk to 'em)
I just told Lil Uzi pull up with it, we gon' shoot, yeah (Say what?)
I just told Lil' Melly pull up with it, let it loose, yeah (What else?)
High top Versace, ankle protector on my shoes (High top)
She a real hottie thottie, she f*ck me good, I pay for her boobs (Hottie thottie thot)
Yeah, my snakes real slimy, yeah, they slidin' for some Loubs (What?)
They rockin' crochet braids, Chrome Heart glasses too (What else?)
Hit your mans up then pay his dues, yeah, you know he due
They put advance on these bands, sh*t, I'm throwin' that to the roof, oh yeah (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Keep callin' my name, I don't know, who are you? Yeah
I just got a Glock and it came with a flute, yeah
All brown on my chocolate seats, look just like a mousse, yeah
I don't want that whip if it don't drop on the coupe, yeah (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
I don't want that b*tch if she don't f*ck in the stu', ayy (Let's go)
She don't give me lip, but I need top like that toupee
End on a better note, all blue hundred
That's a side note (Yeah)
I walk around with a heavy roll
Louis coat thick like a belly, ho (Let's go)
I put my di*k in her belly, ho
And after that, pass her to Melly, bro (Ah)
I'm with Lil Keed, that's my other bro
Only three of us, got seven hoes (Ah)
And the three of us got seven flows
I'ma get it in just by the load
All three of us went shoppin'
Seven hundred thousand all on clothes (Let's go)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
(Keed, talk to 'em)
I just told Lil Uzi pull up with it, we gon' shoot, yeah (Say what?)
I just told Lil' Melly pull up with it, let it loose, yeah (What else?)
High top Versace, ankle protector on my shoes (High top)
She a real hottie thottie, she f*ck me good, I pay for her boobs (Hottie thottie thot)
Yeah, my snakes real slimy, yeah, they slidin' for some Loubs (What?)
They rockin' crochet braids, Chrome Heart glasses too (What else?)
Hit your mans up then pay his dues, yeah, you know he due
They put advance on these bands, sh*t, I'm throwin' that to the roof, oh yeah (Let's go)

[Verse 2: YNW Melly]
Shawty wanna f*ck, I hit the Melvin dance (Mwah-ha-ha-ha)
Runnin' up a check and I be with my mans (With my mans)
These are Dolce, these are not no Vans (Not no Vans)
All I talk is money, do you understand? (Understand)
I might whack your mama, I might whack your man (Whack your man)
I'ma sip the Henny, I won't pop no Xans (Pop no Xans)
OMG, she see me, that ho will.i.am (Yeah)
Kill your ass, haha, I am
I told you that I was gon' make it (Make it)
Look at the beast that you created (You created)
Now it's mine, it's on my slime, and I didn't take sh*t
Now it's mine, be my slime, and we gon' take sh*t, and I swear

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I just told Lil Uzi pull up with it, we gon' shoot, yeah (Say what?)
I just told Lil' Melly pull up with it, let it loose, yeah (What else?)
High top Versace, ankle protector on my shoes (High top)
She a real hottie thottie, she f*ck me good, I pay for her boobs (Hottie thottie thot)
Yeah, my snakes real slimy, yeah, they slidin' for some Loubs (What?)
They rockin' crochet braids, Chrome Heart glasses too (What else?)
Hit your mans up then pay his dues, yeah, you know he due
They put advance on these bands, sh*t, I'm throwin' that to the roof, oh yeah (Let's go)
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