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a-wax & ebe bandz - pull up lyrics

[verse 1: ebe bandz]
i might load up and do a hit right now
got fifty in the clip in the dip right now
cool twenty on my wrist make your b-tch bite down
we about to find out who the sh-t right now
like a hunnit fifty deep in the club right now
i don’t give a f-ck cause i’m up right now
i’m eastside legend like b-mp right now
still stepping in the cut with a pump right now
85th in my aston if they need a pipe down
call a forty cab tell them bring it right now
do a hit on 82nd let us spray the whole crowd
only take ten seconds to left off twenty rounds
yuh!
and we ain’t with the boxing
put the opposition right in the box
and pull up cook his sh-t like the red lobster
me with the chopper i’m like a mobster
you an imposter, aye!
i send your momma to the doctor
aye, aye!
i move around with the rastas
my father he really got locked up
right after my momma got knocked up
i really came up from the bottom
really wore gucci on prada
your b-tch want dolce gabbana

[chorus: young sizzle]
tell them n-gg-s go ahead and pull up
flexing like i’m doing pull ups
hunnit thousand when i pull up
sitting on it need to pull up
tell them n-gg-s go ahead and pull up
flexing like i’m doing pull ups
hunnit thousand when i pull up
sitting on it need to pull up
hunnits on fiftys my n-gg-
i’m balling my n-gg-
no limit my n-gg-
hunnits on fiftys my n-gg-
i’m balling my n-gg-
no limit my n-gg-
hunnits on fiftys my n-gg-
i’m balling my n-gg-
no limit my n-gg-
hunnits on fiftys my n-gg-
i’m balling my n-gg-
no limit my n-gg-

[verse 2: a-wax]
little b-tch on me cause i’m up right now
codeine in a cup so i’m stuck right now
i don’t need to get nothing out of [?] right now
i can throw these bullets andrew luck right now
couple hoes on my phone wanna f-ck right now
i ain’t got time getting bucks right now
you ‘gon f-ck around and get bucked right now
thirty on [?] like lunch right now
don’t know who did it got a hunch right now
when we do find out gonna hunt you right down
hit you in the head right in front a whole crowd
right away thinking that the thunders so loud
with my ears still ringing cause the gun was so loud
didn’t know them boys, someone know now
f-cking on b-tches and stunting on houses
if your going on the road then the gunners all out
bird in the whip with me
p-ss on your grave i do not feel no sympathy
pulling more strings then a mothaf-cking symphony
throw up your set if your judging my sentencing
when i die i bet you they all remember me
same as the crips that jumped me at [?]
that was expected though because were enemies
i was just young and reckless drinking hennessy

[verse 3: young sizzle]
swear a n-gg- going in [?]
swear i’m k!lling sh-t no back pay
know i gotta bat, know a n-gg- paid
strapped right now know i got the “k”
balling like a b-tch n-gg- fade away
laughing like a b-tch while he fade away
really got a sack n-gg- f-ck a safe
really see a [?] i’m a f-ck her face
all a n-gg- know is ball first i’m spend a little check
get the [?] up on a n-gg- turf
and if a n-gg- get a hunnit mil i’m a take it all and give it
to my n-gg- big turk
balling like a motherf-cker to your whole life and went an spent
it on a motherf-cking t-shirt
swear i got the key i’m the younging that can show you old n-gg-s
how the motherf-cking streets work
forty on a rollie and this motherf-cking gun
trying k!ll ones and you know them n-gg- going
rich as a b-tch and a n-gg- not touring
rich as a b-tch and a n-gg- not touring
clayton county n-gg- pulling up in a foreign
[?] were you little n-gg-s born
i never quit till my little n-gg-s on
i never quit till my little n-gg-s on

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