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pull up - pmuna lyrics

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pull up by p. muna

chorus: 4xs
i pull up! gang!
got 4 pounds of the dank!
and a bad b-tch gimme brian!
in a foreign switchin lanes!

p. muna 1st verse:
yea i pull up! gang!
got 4 pounds of the dank
and a bad b-tch gimme brain
in a foreign switchin lanes

yea that’s 24k on my chain
on them drugs like i’m in pain
and she wanna be my main
but i fell in love with the game

oh no babygirl, you gotta fall in line
i’m cash’n out, i’m cash’n out. i’m workin overtime
see you throwin shade. n-gg- i’m just tryna shine
i’m sorry, i ain’t sorry!

yo imma f-ckin machine!
yo main b-tch know me!
always dressed in black!
hater rest in peaceeee!

new york n-gg-!
but that loud come from the west side! west side!
and i love my brooklyn b-tches!
shout out bedstuy. bedstuy! brooklyn

imma flexgawd. yea i changed
i was starving. i was hopeless. i was tired of my old ways. determined. i was focus. in the kitchen with roaches
that’s section 80! 1991 baby. d-mn right that dirty raised mee!

chorus: 4xs
i pull up! gang!
got 4 pounds of the dank!
and a bad b-tch gimme brian!
in a foreign switchin lanes!

p. muna 2nd verse:
i pull up! gang!
yea iball bard. rogaine
and them pocket swole like bain
i’m in that dark knight. bruce wayne

dey like, “muna d-mn you don changed”
i said, “its all apart the game”
still in the hood. still ridin dirty
im still flippin them thangs

graveyard shiftin. i’ve been workin restless
all my n-gg-s reckless. all my n-gg-s flexin
i been on a plane, so n-gg- i ain’t get the message
sorry. i ain’t sorry!

i ain’t spoke to u in a while, but you my n-gg-, that’s always!
remember shootin dice on them corner & project hallways
call that the mud. the gritty. thru the city we mobbin
come straight from alb to pull up on my n-gg-s in harlem

i see dey hatin on me! i’ve been grindin with no handouts
and that’s no apologies! yo b-tch know i’m the man now
and free joc! free all my real ones!
it’s money over everything, like n-gg- f-ck yo feelings!

chorus: 4xs
i pull up! gang!
got 4 pounds of the dank!
and a bad b-tch gimme brian!
in a foreign switchin lanes!

outro: 2xs
i pull up! gang!
got 4 pounds of the dank!
and a bad b-tch gimme brian!
in a foreign switchin lanes!

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