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Pull Up (feat. Sorta Do)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Pull Up (feat. Sorta Do) è stato pubblicato il 16 dicembre 2022 da Werdi Media come parte dell'album Pull Up (feat. Sorta Do) - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumPull Up (feat. Sorta Do) - Single

Data di uscita16 dicembre 2022

EtichettaWerdi Media

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM70

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

(Oh shit, aye)

Yo first of all I wanna give a lil shoutout to my opps (Uhuh)

For being pussies (Haha, you tell em')

For being bitches (Uhuh)

Yo yall be talking mad shit about me (Mad mad shit)

A bunch of "he say", "she say" (She say, yea)

And all that shit, y'know? (Still, fuck you though)

(Y'know what I'm sayin'? We didn't forget about you)

Y'all my motivation for real for real (Uhuh)

Thank you, on a real shit (On God, on God)

Now shut up, the song's about to start (For real)

Ayy

Man I'm feeling high we at the top yeah we victorious

(We at the top, bitch)

Damn I like the view we can see everything it's glorious

(Everything)

When I see the money, know it's B.I.G, Notorious

(It's big)

And we do it for the family, some Fast and Furious (Skrrrt)

Pull up with the strap went for your man's I gave him bullet holes

(Pow, bullet holes)

Pull up on your block I point this thing at you, you on the poles

(Pow)

Retreat and I arrive at my crib that's you know, uh full of hoes

(Goddamn)

Money like the sky I like the color

Yeah I'm full of those (Whoo, Goddamn)

We been lowkey on the music, but I gotta admit (Uh, aye)

We been killin' the shit outta features (Aye, aye, okay)

Couldn't even lie, been flying so high (Uh, yuh)

These snakes on the grass ain't never gonna reach us (Nah)

Half a decade we were homies

Now it's like you don't know me (Nah, yuh)

Never thought this shit would've happened (Fuck you)

Know you fucked up onna gang when you cut off your friends (Rrah, Aye)

Just to take a slow dance with the devil

How you gon switch on the gang (Huh)

Count the fingers on your hand it's- (What?)

Ah God damn it (Hahaha)

You a bitch you a rat you a rodent, tryna stop us?

We're just waiting for the moment (Aye)

All those bullshit yeah it's golden (Uh)

All the promise you were holdin' (Aye)

Now I'm hopin' that you're broken

Fuck some fake asses I keep the reals no dozens (Uh)

But I'm here watching the time

Grieving over our friendship I missed (Mm, mm)

Everything used to be fine

But now your face like a glove where I'm putting my fist (Uh, uh, uh)

All of these watch on my arm

Starting to feel like they slit on my wrist (Yeah, yeah)

I'd take a bullet for you

But now you're just another person written in my list

Ayy, Ayy

Man I'm feeling high we at the top yeah we victorious

(Victorious)

Damn I like the view we can see everything it's glorious

When I see the money, know it's B.I.G, Notorious (I see)

And we do it for the family, some Fast and Furious (Skrrt)

Pull up with the strap went for your man's I gave him bullet holes

(I gave him bullet holes)

Pull up to your block I point this thing at you, you on the poles

Retreat and I arrive at my crib that's you know, uh full of hoes

Money like the sky I like the color yeah I'm full of those (Mm)

Written by: Gede Roy Putra Widiantara

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