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pull up on ya - fbg young & fbg dutchie lyrics

[intro: fbg young]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: fbg young]
don’t pull up where i stay, i’ma pull up on ya (i’ma pull up on ya)
got ps like i’m popeye, that’s why i’m flexin’ on ya (woo sh*t)
trap house out of town, them boys up to somethin’ (trap money)
all these b*tches want my time, but they can’t get none of it (can’t get none of it)
don’t pull up where i stay, i’ma pull up on ya (i’ma pull up on ya)
got ps like i’m popeye, that’s why i’m flexin’ on ya (woo sh*t)
trap house out of town, them boys up to somethin’ (trap money)
all these b*tches want my time, but they can’t get none of it (these b*tches can’t get none of it)
[verse 1: fbg dutchie & fbg young]
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up to somethin’ (yeah, yeah)
they been lookin’ for us, we somewhere gettin’ money (yeah, yeah)
they want us to kick it, but we got leg problems (yeah, yeah)
i would f*ck your b*tch, but she got head problems (yeah, yeah)
balenciaga kicks, louis vuitton sneaks (yeah, yeah)
i f*cked your lil’ b*tch, i took her out to eat (yeah, yeah)
she wanted some red lobster, but she not no head doctor (yeah, yeah)
she wanted some red bottoms, i gave her lil’ ass nada (yeah, yeah)
i’m flexin’ like popeye, ho, that money my spinach, b*tch (yeah, yeah)
i’m ttg for that dough, i’m trained to go get that sh*t (yeah, yeah)
that mozzarella dough, it came from them chickens, b*tch (yeah, yeah)
who that at the door? ayy, young, go get that b*tch (yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: fbg young]
foe ‘nem in the kitchen scr*pin’ blenders, yeah (yeah), yeah
keep them b*tches out your business, yeah, yeah
i’m sippin’ sprite, this high expensive, yeah, yeah
i hold that ‘k over my shoulder like suspenders, yeah, yeah
these n*ggas snitches, yeah, yeah
foe ‘nem facin’ a life sentence, yeah, yeah (free my n*ggas, yeah)
what you want? i’m gon’ remix it, yeah, yeah (finessin’ ya)
it go for this, i’ma charge ya extra ticket, yeah
you’s a f*ckin’ family guy like peter griffin, yeah
don’t pull up where i stay ’cause i live with k!llers, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
on the s with some k!llers, yeah
still trappin’ with my n*ggas, yeah
[chorus: fbg young]
don’t pull up where i stay, i’ma pull up on ya (i’ma pull up on ya)
got ps like i’m popeye, that’s why i’m flexin’ on ya (woo sh*t)
trap house out of town, them boys up to somethin’ (trap money)
all these b*tches want my time, but they can’t get none of it (can’t get none of it)
don’t pull up where i stay, i’ma pull up on ya (i’ma pull up on ya)
got ps like i’m popeye, that’s why i’m flexin’ on ya (woo sh*t)
trap house out of town, them boys up to somethin’ (trap money)
all these b*tches want my time, but they can’t get none of it (these b*tches can’t get none of it)

- fbg young fbg dutchie lyrics

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