no name (luton) - pull up lyrics
[chrous]
got my runners on late, fiends waiting outside got the bando on flames
used to trap in the rain
summertime mashing 3 racks everyday
man i grind all seasons, come to your block come squeezing
do this with my youngers on the road, we be trying to get this ps in
i won’t stop til i stop breathing
[verse 1]
go link the plug then i hop in the coupe
break down the grub, 41 in my zoot
my b-tch she hate me, she hate what i do
but she changed her mind when i copped her some loubs
yeah i get this money cah i have to
everything i rap is all factual
see my brudda shhh getting money, putting molly in them capsules
mac 10 will get your guys clapped too
c-ke in my rex, yeah that dope be the best
fiends test the grub and its ten outta ten
free all my guys that still down in the pen
we do this for reall all them man just pretend
pull up on thots and they hop in the ride
pull up on opps and they duck and they dive
dont call my phone, b-tch stop wasting my time
go ask where i’ve been, yeah i’ve been on my grind
serving h-lla fiends out of rentals
mad deals got my line mental
been putting metal all up in mans mout no dental
top down cutting thru central
i was with my dawgs in the ends
turning soft hard like cement
used to hit cells on a park bench
them man lie and don’t buck no skengs
real trap money benny in that raasclart benz
went from ounces to boxes
i was 19 rocking with them keys like a locksmith
or some real life boss sh-t
flying ot to chill asking runners what the block did
and them man stay hating
im trying to stack me up some gwop and just double up my savings
ah waddi gwan like paigons
like they already know what i does in my stainless
headshot leave your top brainless
make a don famous, when i put his face on the papers
dawg i weren’t asking for no favours
me i stay patient
hard money got me in that sp-ceship
one runner mash 2 racks on the day shift
new shape coupe with a facelift
and i got these fans begging man to make music for the playlist
and i got the feds investigating, its dangerous
[chrous]
got my runners on late, fiends waiting outside got the bando on flames
used to trap in the rain
summertime mashing 3 racks everyday
man i grind all seasons, come to your block come squeezing
do this with my youngers on the road, we be trying to get this ps in
i won’t stop til i stop breathing
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