| The name of the game is consistency
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| What up Will I got you
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| Hold up, bitch I value, she say pull up
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| In the end just skrt up
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| I bet they know they can’t fuck with me
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| Turn that shit up
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| (M-m-maybach music)
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| Double M my emblem, I can go wherever
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| And I can go with ten hoes and them ten hoes could’t be cousins
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| I can go out Landover, maybe out movie of my brothers (Yeah)
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| got me for the family pass so I could snap that with Kirk Cousins
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| Ralph flow they can’t fuck with
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| Ralph flow to confuse 'em
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| Soutside niggas outside, niggas lil G them boys dem use it
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| Killer weed I got it from the Bay
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| I’m a roll up me a KD
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| Iguodola like he Draymond
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| Pretty Js like its Curry
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| Feel that there about the shot nigga
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| Capital we in the drop nigga
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| Ten summers every hood love it
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| Trap Williams on the block nigga
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| Twelve comin' with a fuckin' roll up
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| Where the loud put it down get a nigga shot up
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| Holla black lives forever matter
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| Baby momma got a Birken only for AC adapter
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| We keep it G we keep it so 100
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| DMV bitch I eat all homage from it
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| Pull up, hold up
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| Thinkin' about new Wraith get that hold up
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| I should cosplay Luke Cage DMV I’m too great
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| They can’t fuck with me
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| Pull up and hop out
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| Your bitch she on my dick, woah
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| I work out, and purp out
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| Her nigga mad as shit, so?
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| I told him pop out, and pull up
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| He say he wanna kill me, oh
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| Why he acting scary?
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| He got a 30, I knew he wouldn’t blow
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| It’s time to let these niggas know
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| Where I’m from, niggas killing over clothes
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| Them bitches trading up they goals for some dough
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| They’ll set a nigga up, set they niggas up, anyone they know
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| For a come up, get they funds up, to get any kind of dough
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| I only fuck bad bitches, not just any kind of ho
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| Smoking strong all week, I don’t chief any kind of dope
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| These niggas' traps ain’t on the map
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| They moving any type of dope
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| Selling crack stepped on like cracks
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| Junkies don’t even wanna smoke
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| Meet with the plug, take all the drugs
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| Then I leave him on a boat
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| There ain’t no 30 in this bubble
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| Just this nina in my coat
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| Always got that dick up in her, swear Selena jih ho
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| These bitches uppity as fuck
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| She ain’t green, she gotta go
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| That triple beam, it balance low
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| My diesel jeans, New Balance flow
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| Put my kids all on her lips, if that lil bitch a childish ho
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| Disrespectful, I respect who? |
| not nobody, not a soul
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| My money running like a nose, its like my pockets got a cold
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| A lot of dope, snottin' slow
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| I shoot 'til the chopper broke
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| She suck my dick, slob and stroke
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| But she say she not a ho
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| I don’t argue, fight, or fuss
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| I catch my nut then adios
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| Had to cancel all her plans
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| I bust all on her party clothes
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| Pull up and hop out
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| Your bitch she on my dick, woah
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| I work out, and purp out
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| Her nigga mad as shit, so?
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| I told him pop out, and pull up
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| He say he wanna kill me, oh
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| Why he acting scary?
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| He got a 30, I knew he wouldn’t blow |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pull Up Hop Out Freestyle , by - Wale. Song from the album Summer on Sunset, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп