Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Trap Manny
Chant
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Chant
Band On The Beat
Programmation
SephGotTheWaves
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Artist Julius Dubose
Paroles/Composition
Damil Coste
Paroles/Composition
Emmanuel Cobbs
Paroles/Composition
Joseph Boyden
Paroles/Composition
Joseph Zoumboulias
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gabriel Pitaro
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Nathan Feler
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Alex Estevez
Ingénierie de mixage
Band On The Beat
Production
SephGotTheWaves
Production
Paroles
[Intro]
Ooh, yeah, yeah
You know how we pullin' up (It's JoeFromYO)
Yeah (DLo on the beat)
[Chorus]
You know how we pullin' up
We might not be big, but you can't fight no bullets, so don't try to bully us
Fuck around and catch a headshot, red dot, hit 'em up
And even with my eyes closed now, I see how they don't fuck with us
But, fuck it, you know me, you know I'm gon' run it up, plus I'm gon' double up, up, up
I used to be regular, now I'm a young **** stackin' my Benjie's up, up, up
They call me a singer, I'm rapping with melodies, ****, like, na-na-na, na-na
And I'm a bread winner, yeah, ****, so I'm stacking my cheddar up, up, up
You know how we pullin' up, yeah, ****, you know how we—
[Verse 1]
Give it up
I swear ****, you a dead, dead ****, you tried to set me up
**** be scared, they go to the feds and they start the singing, na, na, na
Be careful with these rat **** out here actin' like they with you, nah, nah, nah
It's only my ****, we get high ****, smokin' la-la-la, la-la
Some fly ****, and we always gon' keep it a hunnid like ninety-five plus five
I know many men wishin' death up on me, **** is tryna take my life
So I keep a friend with a F&N, that **** always by my side
You know how we pullin' up, yeah, ****
[Chorus]
You know how we pullin' up
We might not be big, but you can't fight no bullets, so don't try to bully us (No, no)
Fuck around and catch a headshot, red dot, hit 'em up (Uh, uh)
And even with my eyes closed now, I see how they don't fuck with us (Yeah)
But, fuck it, you know me, you know I'm gon' run it up, plus I'm gon' double up, up, up
I used to be regular, now I'm a young **** stackin' my Benjie's up, up, up
They call me a singer, I'm rapping with melodies, ****, like, na-na-na, na-na (Na)
And I'm a bread winner, yeah, ****, so I'm stacking my cheddar up, up, up
You know how we pullin' up, yeah, ****, you know how we—
[Verse 2]
Huh, yeah, you know how we pullin' up
Back to back in them foreigns, when I start the engine, I push a button (Skrrt)
Still reminisce, them days when people said I wouldn't be good or nothin'
Had my head down, now I hop in the Wraith and I see stars when I'm lookin' up (Skrrt)
And I dare a **** try to bully us (Bully us)
Got a choppa with big bullets if he thinkin' he big and tough
I'm with Boogie, my hoodie up (Hoodie up)
I go seven-thirty with this thirty off Perky's, I'm booted up
Run up, I'm shootin' somethin'
Glock nineteen with a beam, make a move and I'll prove a point
Hop out that Urus truck
Know we coming with the nineteen whenever we hit the club, yeah
[Chorus]
You know how we pullin' up
We might not be big, but you can't fight no bullets, so don't try to bully us (No, no)
Fuck around and catch a headshot, red dot, hit 'em up (Uh, uh)
And even with my eyes closed now, I see how they don't fuck with us (Yeah)
But, fuck it, you know me, you know I'm gon' run it up, plus I'm gon' double up, up, up
I used to be regular, now I'm a young **** stackin' my Benjie's up, up, up
They call me a singer, I'm rapping with melodies, ****, like, na-na-na, na-na (Na)
And I'm a bread winner, yeah, ****, so I'm stacking my cheddar up, up, up
You know how we pullin' up, yeah, ****, you know how we—
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Damil Coste, Emmanuel Cobbs, Joseph Boyden, Joseph Zoumboulias

