Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pull-Up & Skrr, artist - Paigey Cakey. Date of issue: 03.05.2018
Song language: English
Pull-Up & Skrr |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |
| Watch me skrrrrrrr |
| Spending bags on this Gucci |
| I’m just bad I ain’t bouji |
| I got a bad bitch rolling with me |
| Got that sauce and It’s dripping man I know you feel me |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |
| I got Gold on my wrist |
| From the N 1 6 coming straight from the bits |
| Who’s your favourite rapper you gon add me to the list |
| I’m about my business so they all up In my bizz |
| Sauce dripping setting trends |
| Always keep it real I been with the same friends |
| Every single day I be in and out the ends |
| Same place where i used to buy a 10's |
| Yeah |
| You know who |
| You know who’s a G |
| Leaving residue |
| Money moves |
| Bout to make it peak it’s been over due |
| F my X I don’t wanna speak I’m so over you |
| Everyday Gucci on my dresser |
| Gucci on my waist yeah yeah yeah |
| I should play for keeps |
| I been balling like I’m Steph Curry with the wrist |
| Got that gourmet ready if they wanna bring beef |
| And that loud pack coz all my gang smoke trees |
| Gimme sand gimme sea |
| Gimme waves gimme beaches |
| I ain’t never tried everyday doing fleekisha |
| Sauce dripping baby you should know I’m extra seasoned |
| I ain’t never stressing counting blessing oooh Jesus |
| Oooh Jesus all these leaches |
| All these emails on features |
| Blew my speakers on these heaters |
| My sneakers super fly like the visas |
| My circle super tight 7 inch pizzas |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |
| Watch me skrrrrrrr |
| Spending bags on this Gucci |
| I’m just bad I ain’t bouji |
| I got a bad bitch rolling with me |
| Got that sauce and It’s dripping man I know you feel me |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |
| Fly I never had a cape |
| All i ever do is slay |
| I ain’t come here just to play |
| Pullup and skrrr get out my way yeah |
| Get it shipped in my the crate |
| Oo look at my creps i couldn’t wait yeah |
| Flexing coz i bring the wave |
| I got nothing else to say |
| Saucing in my sweater |
| Saucing in my car |
| Tell them I’m the plug |
| Coz I’m super charged |
| On the phone all I speak is chedda |
| I been waiting to long for these man I’m getting fed up |
| Oooh jheeze you ain’t seen my steeze |
| Car don’t need a key |
| On a run like i see police |
| I been counting fees |
| All this bread got my skinning teeth |
| Shot my trainers quickly If i pree and I see a crease |
| R.I.P deceased |
| I’ma beast, I’m the worst yeah |
| I just make it work |
| Got a couple bands on me baby I can make her twerk |
| This a banger, they surprised like they seen me in a skirt |
| Doors up when i pullup I just pullup and we skrrr |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |
| Watch me skrrrrrrr |
| Spending bags on this Gucci |
| I’m just bad I ain’t bouji |
| I got a bad bitch rolling with me |
| Got that sauce and It’s dripping man I know you feel me |
| Pull-up and we skrrrrrrr |
| I just flex on my haters |
| They can’t step in my trainers |