Pull Up
• Written by Yung_Jack
Yung_Jack's Notes
Tried to feature @1x1x1x1 but didn’t give me lyrics and I was done so just posted it and I’m waiting for him to give me the lyrics after I think a week.
Tried to go for a classic hip hop theme.
/Chorus 0:19//
Yo, when I see the baddies I pull up,
When I hear gossip I pull up,
When I got good luck I pull up,
When I hear the worship for god, I pull up,
When I see da maple syrup, I pull up,
When see Giannis I pull up,
When I see Bucks player I pull up,
When I see a club I pull up,
When I see someone say “sup”, I say sup,
When I see Chuck Norris I pull up,
//Verse 1//
Yo, I like to pull up,
When I see evil I call backup,
Like when I see some thugs,
I have to stop the for the ducks *quack sound effect*
When I see a hound, you know I gotta pet it,
I know I’m not a perfect poet,
But when I got that drip, I make the girls strip,
You know I ain’t finna quit,
Soon I’ll be hoopin’ like I’m in BucketSquad,
Too fancy for yo show,
I am too pro, when I see myself in the mirror,
I know I’m fancy,
Too fancy to live in da hood,
Too fancy for Bel-Air,
Imma be chillin’ in a private convo in LA,
//Chorus//
Yo, when I see the baddies I pull up,
When I hear gossip I pull up,
When I got good luck I pull up,
When I hear the worship for god, I pull up,
When I see da maple syrup, I pull up,
When see Giannis I pull up,
When I see Bucks player I pull up,
When I see a club I pull up,
When I see someone say “sup”, I say sup,
When I see Chuck Norris I pull up,
/Verse 2//
You know when I see dem dollars I pull up,
Got our drip like ketchup drippin’ off fries,
I’m in disguise, behind the lies,
I’m reachin’ for the skies,
Just gotta keep your eyes on the prize,
Gotta realize that you’ll rise just like me,
Started off as a white boy nobody,
But now I’m makin’ people cry to their mommy,
And I’m makin’ bands, and imma still expand,
People say gotta stay strapped, if someone hurts me, they finna get their arms cracked
Y’all saying y’all jacked, y’all ain’t seen nothin’ yet,
Imma threat on the mic, rap like Kendrick, sweet like Mike and Ike,
I see perfect sight, my words cure the blind, imma mastermind on the mic,
Oh no, this is mental panic, the MC came,
He gon’ make it rain, and pop the champagne,
Not even a firefighter could put me out, I rap like Lil Wayne,
These raps will stain your brain,
I’ll soar like a plane,
So remember me, I might pull up
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Yung_Jack
Member since December 13 2024