yung bans - with my hood up lyrics
[intro]
koca on the beat
zaytoven
yeah, hey man
n-gga better know what the f-ck goin’ on
sh-t, they got me on lockdown right now
but any other time, i’ma pull up on your -ss
money so long, b-tch, smokin’ on the strong, yeah
ayy, pull up, ayy, pull up with my hood up, ayy (bans)
pull up with my hooligans and they gon’ throw my hood up
yeah, n-gga, this my year
we shuttin’ sh-t down for all these f-ck n-ggas runnin’ with the wave
d-mn, boy, this guy is really something
yeah, ayy, bans, ayy
[chorus]
pull up (pull up), pull up with my hood up (with my hood up)
pull up with my hooligans and they gon’ throw my hood up (yeah)
ridin’ with the fire, run up on me, i’m gon’ cook you (i’m gon’ cook you, ayy)
12 comin’ then i book it (huh)
ayy, pull up (yeah), pull up with my hood up (bans)
pull up with my hooligans and they gon’ throw my hood up
i’m ridin’ with the fire, run up on me, i’m gon’ cook you (i’m gon’ cook you, yeah)
12 comin’ then i book it (then i book it)
[verse]
12 comin’ then i book it (yeah)
ridin’ with the fire (bans), it’s so hot (bans), it’s gon’ cook you (yeah)
slidin’ with your ho (ooh), she ain’t actin’ like she tooken (skrrt)
posted, smokin’ pressure, got all these b-tches lookin’ (all these b-tches lookin’)
yeah, poured a four, then i shook it (yeah)
i got more dope, more hoes, smash you, then i close door
she gon’ suck it slow-mo, solid n-gga, can’t fold (bans)
bankroll and it can’t fold (yeah), have it, but i want more (yeah)
yeah, havin’ this sh-t
pull up the chopper, i’m grabbin’ your sh-t
not askin’ for sh-t (yeah)
told her don’t take it for granted and sh-t (for granted)
look at the diamonds, they dance on my wrist (dance)
free all my brothers, not rattin’ and sh-t (yeah)
yeah, not cappin’ this sh-t, run up this sh-t for my family and sh-t
[outro]
pull up, pull up (pull up), pull up with my hood up
pull up, pull up with my hooligans and they gon’ throw my hood up
ridin’, ridin’ with the fire, run up on me, i’m gon’ cook you (i’m gon’ cook you)
12 comin’ then i book it
pull up, pull up (yeah), pull up with my hood up (bans)
pull up, pull up with my hooligans and they gon’ throw my hood up
ridin’, ridin’ with the fire, run up on me, i’m gon’ cook you (i’m gon’ cook you)
12 comin’ then i book it
d-mn, boy, this guy is really something
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