Pull Up (feat. Deff)

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Morado III

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Man, this shit too hard, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Pull a bad bitch, tell her turn around I know the laws, hate the hood around
I took it all while they stood around I'm bout to ball like I couldn't now
I look like Swish when I splash, ayy Pushing a digital dash, yeah
I had to dip after dap, I had to get what I have
I pick up, she pull up, pull coke out her cula Young ruler just making the rules up
Push it, you pushing up tulips the neck on fruit roll up
The body done swole up the body still cut though
Heavy like metal, I get in that marrow I stain the apparel
Mi perros is feral tu mami me quiere, estoy in that belly
Don't try me, don't dare me
Yall actors need emmys y'all gas til its empty
Them frauds know they envy, they not gonna get me
I flash and I flex again, half white and Mexican
They want my blessings, but scared of my regimen
Man, you pretend to be bout what I molded by
I thrive in a place where you don't survive
Share a crib with a queen I was chosen by
She so bad when we kiss, I don't close my eyes
I got the sauce with no stain, yeah You wait on the drip like a drain, yeah
Heard I made the beat and the bars, he want me to meet em
Woah, pause, pause, yeah Too close to the goal to be hit with a charge
In the booth with the heat like I ran out of chill
Got no F's to give, but still handing out L's
Pull a bad bitch, tell her turn around
I know the laws hate the hood around
I took it all while they stood around
I'm bout to ball like I couldn't now
I look like Swish when I splash Pushing the digital dash
I had to dip after dap I had to get what I have
I had to pull up and shoot it, I pour up and shoot it
She pulled once I shoot it, I do it
I pull up and shot it, I poured up and shot it She pulled once I shot it, I got it
I pull up and shoot it, I pour up and shoot it
She pulled once I shoot it, I do it
I pull up and shot it, ayyye
They know that I'm bout it, ayyye
I can do this shit for hours Bomb'em like warheads, sweet and sour
I got the power, you just a coward Kept'em on silent just to keep it awkward
Bitch, what's the problem
Moved out to California needing proper
Came back to Texas just to keep him honest
Brought back some weed, now it's Houston chronic
Staying on greens like a supersonic
Play like I'm paid in a camp
Thinking I'm lazy or maybe it's driving me crazy
But really I drive to the rim, so maybe I'm him
Silly how y'all can pretend A million dollars can't buy you a grin
I feed em some hundreds and bought me a win
And keeping it honest, been eating off y'all ever since
I tell em again
I'm from a place if you scared, you probably get bled
They might leave you dead at the light, tryna go fed
I saw what you typed on the web, I don't think you ready to fight
Gave him a chance, but now I'ma go at his head
I swear I'ma get him on sight, boy you gon' show me respect
I come at your neck, might pull up on niggas tonight
Pull a bad bitch, tell her turn around I know the laws, hate the hood around
I took it all while they stood around I'm bout to ball like I couldn't now
I look like Swish when I splash, ayyye Pushing a digital dash
I had to dip at the tap, why? I had to get what I have I had to
Pull up and shoot it, I pour up and shoot it, She pulled once I shoot it, I do it
I pulled up and shot it, I poured up and shot it, She pulled once I shot it, I got it
I pull up and shoot it, I pour up and shoot it, She pulled once I shoot it, I do it
I pull up and shot it, ayyye They know that I'm bout it, ayyye

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