Mulatto - Pull Up Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Pull Up' is the latest song presented by 'Mulatto' Ft. 21 Savage. The song is from the album 'Queen Of Da Souf' & the music is produced by Ghost Kid. The song was released at 'Mulatto' official youtube channel on August 21st, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Pull Up (Lyric)
Artist: Mulatto
Featuring: 21 Savage
Album: Queen Of Da Souf
Label: StreamCut & RCA Records
Released Date: August 21st, 2020.

Pull Up Lyrics:

(Diego, Diego)
(Hitmaka!)
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hop that on or off (Skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bit*h, I came to mop (Pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bit*hes shocked...

I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (Shh)
I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (Yeah, yeah)...

I might slap the shit out a bit*h, caught her playing around (Playing around)
I rock Prada, fu*k with ballers that be moving pounds (Trappеrs)
Make that Nig*a ice me out, these hoes gon' fu*k for free though (Free though)
I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito (Nah)
bit*h, I am quarantine clean, you can't touch me with gloves
Nig*a rolling off a bean, tryna shoot up the club (Shoot up the club)
Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the 'Gram, bit*h, get your bag up
I am a city girl with the backend, can't wait to go and act up...

Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hop that on or off (Skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bit*h, I came to mop (Pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birking for the chop, got these bit*hes shocked...

I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (Shh)
I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (21) (Yeah, yeah)...

I got M's for days, I like sticks and K's (21)
I am a real stepper, I don't stand in line for J's (On God)
If that's your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage (21)
Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways (On God)
I am big 4L and they know that (21)
Run up on me, I ama blow that (Straight up)
Please tell me where the opps at (Straight up)
Cause they never be where the hoes at (Pussy)
What's your advance? I blow that (Pussy)
Hunnid round drum, Nig*a, hold that (Pussy)
I take a walk when I pour that (21)
Them Nig*as drink green with they broke ass (21)
Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in em (Facts)
All my spots got plaques in em (Facts)
All my cars got straps in em (Big facts)
All my songs got facts in em (Bigger facts)
All my opps got racks with em (21)
Slaughter Gang, I'll stick an axe in em (21)
Never been friendly, I don't dap Nig*as (21)
I don't want a Grammy, I am a rap Nig*a (21)...

Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hop that on or off (Skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bit*h, I came to mop (Pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birking for the chop, got these bit*hes shocked...

I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (Shh)
I like them, dope boys, with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (Nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (Yeah, yeah)...


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