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pull up - ​yvngxchris lyrics

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[verse 1]
oh, come here lil’ n*gga
marni for my slippers
she prefer mr. williams
one day i’m tryna be on the new york city times square buildings
one day i’m tryna give 100 thousand dollars to all of my siblings
not just my sisters
all of my brothers from another mother
h*ll yeah that’s my n*ggas
new york city we watching the ball drop, pick that sh*t up; double dribble
i’m inside cus it’s raining
she talkin’ ’bout it’s nun’ but some drizzle
he make the glock sing
that be a street symphony instrumental

[chorus]
ask me what i think, tryna get in my mental
how could i trust you, baby, look what your friends do
how could i trust you not f*cking that n*gga you layin’ next to
why would you trust me
i don’t suggest it
i don’t respect you
i hit yo’ best friend
and then i text you
like pull up pull up to the b&b
like pull up i got givenchy with me
it’s hotter than a b*tch switch the degrees
free certified trap got a switchy on me
football, get blitz in the heat
coi leray, need a b*tch so petite
stand on my money, bol bol, i don’t even need to jump
[verse 2]
beat a b*tch boy ass, i don’t need a gun
i feel like keem
beat it up
some y’all odd
even up
okay it’s even now
that n*gga f*ckin’ wit’ yvngxchristian
i’m bring the demon out
b*tch, look at my coat
invisible cloak can’t see me now
d*mn, i’m thinking it’s camouflage
dis money i’m standing on it be the ground
back in the day i was not the man
i said that i wanna scam
no reason now
i remember back then them teachers was kicking me out
but nowadays a young n*gga be teaching them

[chorus]
ask me what i think, tryna get in my mental
how could i trust you, baby, look what your friends do
how could i trust you not f*cking that n*gga you layin’ next to
why would you trust me
i don’t suggest it
i don’t respect you
i hit yo’ best friend
and then i text you
like pull up pull up to the b&b
like pull up i got givenchy with me
it’s hotter than a b*tch switch the degrees
free certified trap got a switchy on me
football, get blitz in the heat
coi leray, need a b*tch so petite
stand on my lonely, bol bol, i don’t even need to jump

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