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Futuristic – Pull Up Lyrics

Pull Up By Futuristic

Yeah, hey
Woah, hey, yah
I pull up on ’em, I pull up on ’em
Yeah

Okay, I pull up on the East side
You know how a G slide
Throwing up the peace sign
Let me hit it three times
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)
Used to drive a Nissan
Drinkin’ on Capri Suns
Now I got a sweet ride
She gon’ lick it three times
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)

Yo, okay
Lately I been feeling myself
They know I still got a belt
Fresh to death, ooh, killin’ myself
Revealin’ myself
She want a flick with the kid (Boss)
Dope, dealin’ myself
I could lose everything all in a second
I pick up the obituary, bit of myself
I’m just riding it, motivated
I’m grinding, it’s overstated
My timing is picture perfect
When I slide in, I know they waitin’
Giant, there’s no mistakin’
Been winnin’ for ten
Know that’s a decade
Check the head space
I’m good at it

Okay, I pull up on the East side
You know how a G slide
Throwing up the peace sign
Let me hit it three times
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)
Used to drive a Nissan
Drinkin’ on Capri Suns
Now I got a sweet ride
She gon’ lick it three times
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)

Yeah, got a thotiana, she from East Atlanta
She work a shift at the [?]
All my diamonds dancing hard, you can call me MC Hammer
Try to take them off my neck, I’ma let ’em meet the hammer
Swear I’m all about the check, I ain’t ever been a scammer
[?], shorty too hot to handle
They try to run off with the drip so I had to change the channel
She tied me up in the presidential suite, I watch her [?]
Try to pull on the South Side, [?]
Buss down audemars, she never made a fifty or a hundy’, I don’t know where to start
I go to sleep with one eye open like I’m Fetty Wap
Look under my pillow, you gon’ get hit with the .40 Glock
We know you ain’t even livin’ like that, need to cut it out
I went, playin’ games, I change my mind, I’m ’bout to flood it out
My money ain’t the same, you know, we ain’t runnin’ out
If you ain’t “gang gang”, yeah yeah, we don’t [?]

Okay, I pull up on the East side
You know how a G slide
Throwing up the peace sign
Let me hit it three times
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (woo)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be
Used to drive a Nissan (Hey)
Drinkin’ on Capri Suns (Woah)
Now I got a sweet ride (Hey)
She gon’ lick it three times (Woah)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)
That’s just how it be (huh)
That’s just how it be (what, what, what)

Yeah
I pull up on ’em, I pull up on ’em
Pull up on ’em