Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pull Up, artist - LattoDate of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pull Up |
| Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot |
| Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code (Shh) |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (Yeah, yeah) |
| I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught him playin' around (Playin' around) |
| I rock Prada, fuck with ballers that be movin' pounds (Trapprs) |
| Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon' fuck for free, though (Free though) |
| I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito (Nah) |
| Bitch, I’m quarantine clean, you can’t touch me with gloves |
| Nigga rollin' off a bean, tryna shoot up the club (Shoot up the club) |
| Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the 'Gram, bitch, get your bag up |
| I’m a city girl with the backend, can’t wait to go and act up |
| Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp (Skrrt) |
| Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop (Pew, pew, pew) |
| Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot |
| Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code (Shh) |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (21) (Yeah, yeah) |
| I got M’s for days, I like sticks and K’s (21) |
| I’m a real stepper, I don’t stand in line for J’s (On God) |
| If that’s your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage (21) |
| Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways (On God) |
| I’m big 4L and they know that (21) |
| Run up on me, I’ma blow that (Straight up) |
| Please tell me where the opps at (Straight up) |
| 'Cause they never be where the hoes at (Pussy) |
| What’s your advance? |
| I blow that (Pussy) |
| Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that (Pussy) |
| I take a Wock when I pour that (21) |
| Them niggas drink green with they broke-ass (21) |
| Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in 'em (Facts) |
| All my spots got plaques in 'em (Facts) |
| All my cars got straps in 'em (Big facts) |
| All my songs got facts in 'em (Bigger facts) |
| All my opps got rats with 'em (21) |
| Slaughter Gang, I’ll stick an ax in 'em (21) |
| Never been friendly, I don’t dap niggas (21) |
| I don’t want a Grammy, I’m a rap nigga (21) |
| Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp (Skrrt) |
| Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop (Pew, pew, pew) |
| Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot |
| Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code (Shh) |
| I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can’t beef with hoes (Nah) |
| I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (Yeah, yeah) |