OBN Jay – Pull Up Lyrics ft. OMB Peezy

OBN Jay – Pull Up Lyrics ft. OMB Peezy
OBN Jay – Pull Up Lyrics ft. OMB Peezy

 

Pull Up Lyrics By OBN Jay ft. OMB Peezy

(Al’Geno On The Track)

Pull up like “What up” (What up?)
Young n****, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin’ money up (Up)
Run it up ’cause this sh*t ain’t enough

Steady pourin’ up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I’ma fall for me
Young rich n**** goin’ platinum for them all to see
First I was broke, now I be walkin’ through the mall with twenty G’s
Don’t play piano but it’s hard to move around before them keys

Watchin’ ’em close, ’cause how they move, I don’t get into that
I’m livin’ my life, I could give a f*ck what’s on the internet
This sh*t be kinda crazy how real and fake start to intersect
f*ck off with my brothers in that four, we in apartment complex
Just keep it real with me, you want me for the money or the s*x?
Young n**** actin’ bad, you like the way I’m breakin’ necks?
Don’t f*ck with you, you temporary, you just somethin’ like the rest
Just early bird up in that big tree, you gotta go, you break the nest

I’ma smoke my weed, I stay lowkey in the streets
I’ll never stand out ’cause b*tch, you bleed how I bleed
If I fall down, I never cry, I get back up on my feet
I tell the judge I never lie, but I’ma lie ’til I’m free

Pull up like “What up” (What up?)
Young n****, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin’ money up (Up)
Run it up ’cause this sh*t ain’t enough

Steady pourin’ up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I’ma fall for me
Young rich n**** goin’ platinum for them all to see
First I was broke, now I be walkin’ through the mall with twenty G’s
Don’t play piano but it’s hard to move around before them keys

Yeah
We on whatever you on
I don’t wanna love you, one hit and I’m gone
Smokin’ on purp in the air like a drone
That n**** trip, he get flipped like a phone
She got the d*ck and won’t leave me alone
I can’t ask nobody for a loan, dawg
b*tch, I been on my own

I run in yo’ house, bet’ not nobody move
Was robbin’ sh*t, I’m supposed to be in school
A project baby, what it do
I remember sneakin’ in the pool
Where I’m from, we don’t know the rules
We just know to keep us a tool

I see everybody gettin’ blues
You ain’t ’bout to see me on the news
Better watch your b*tch ’cause she might fall for me
Over key with Donny Black, I put ’em all to sleep
Tried to leave this sh*t alone but it keep callin’ me
Don’t think I’ll blow, I made ’em all believe

Pull up like “What up” (What up?)
Young n****, big bucks
Got my iron tucked (Tucked)
Pull up in a white boy truck
Runnin’ money up (Up)

Run it up ’cause this sh*t ain’t enough
Steady pourin’ up
Codeine syrup in my double cup
Never gotta question, I’ma fall for me
Young rich n**** goin’ platinum for them all to see
First I was broke, now I be walkin’ through the mall with twenty G’s
Don’t play piano but it’s hard to move around before them keys