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Pull Up [Feat. Amar333]
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pull Up [Feat. Amar333] was released on January 12, 2026 by Urban Poetz Society as a part of the album Relaxed State of Mind
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Release DateJanuary 12, 2026
LabelUrban Poetz Society
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
E.L.I.A.$
E.L.I.A.$
Vocals
Amar333
Amar333
Vocals
Myztik
Myztik
Beats
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Myztik
Myztik
Composer
Elias de Broodt
Elias de Broodt
Lyrics
Amar Demiri
Amar Demiri
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Myztik
Myztik
Producer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, you talk shit 'bout me
I pull up, you won't beef with me
I pull up, I got heat on me
I pull up, you talk shit 'bout me
I pull up, you won't beef with me
I pull up, I got heat on me
I pull up, I pull up, I pull up
Back at it again and I'm fresh as fuck
Money keep on coming but I won't test my luck
Chill shit and I pass the dutch
I'm on some real shit, don't do it with the duds
It's doomsday, the killing these beats is a must
I got beef so what's the fuss
Relax with the mind, we get it done
Flow really hot like the sun
These colors, it's my path I discovered
Money man, man, I got everyone covered
I don't play with this real motherfucker
Flow old school, I don't stutter
I'm a motherfucking dance ho
You don't get to pick sides if I'm in my stance yo
These killer rhymes get me on death row
I don't know bitches, slow as fuck
Not scamming, gonna sit and duck
Tryna write lyrics but my mind is stuck
Engage the phrase while the smoke on that moon rock
New car, roll a few block
Crazy that I care for repping the beat
Now motherfuckers don't want me upbeats
Gonna be famous as fuck off beats
Mercedes minus B with that shit
Beep beep for me, I pull up
You don't want beef with me, I pull up
I got heat on me, I pull up
You don't want shit by me, I pull up
You don't want beef with me, I pull up
I got heat on me, I pull up
I pull up, I pull up
Yeah, look, I flip the script on them
Aim at the game with hella bars and load the clip on them
I'm never running out, these suckers run they mouth
I'm on ten all the time, there's never one to doubt
Uh, sucker, you really not next up
I hate to break it to you but you ain't been starting none
I'm one in one and these suckers is one and done
Your rhymes not better, I could treat you like a son
Your lines not harder and your grind's not smarter
At the end of the day, there ain't a beat I couldn't slaughter
History's author, brother of hip-hop's daughter
Save me like a martyr, I'd die for what I had conquered
And do it proudly, head high, profoundly
Hip-Hop found me, trade my life for the mouthpiece
But not to sell it, suckers complacent dwelling
The lines forbiddin' fruits, you naïve if you letting
Yeah, back to the topic
Crowd soon jumping up and down, got a mosh pit
Shoot for the moon or fall down, no more options
It's Elias, P.E.A.R. with 'em all, we really on it
Yeah
Written by: Amar Demiri, Elias de Broodt, Myztik
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