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gunna - pullin up كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
you ready my brother?
turn the beat up
yeah, yeah yeah
they gotta hear you out there
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i ball like a pitcher, i’m so superficial
i f-ck with my n-gg-s, spend a check on my n-gg-s
i’m stackin’ [?], pullin’ up ’bout my issue
droppin’ hooks like a fisher, tryna see me some figures
i l-st how i’m feelin’, got my mind on a million
think it’s smoke like a chimney, n-gg-s plottin’ and envy
i wan’ feed all the children, ‘member times i was miserable
n-gg-s try to belittle you, man i let ’em get rid of you

[verse 1]
i’m hot like a fever, i got ice like a freezer
that p-ssy a pleaser, told that b-tch i don’t need her
i got more stripes than adidas, pour that syrup, i’ma drinker
drop a four in a liter, backwood filled up with reefer
drop a lil cash and tease her
i treat these n-gg-s like [?]
n-gg-s are fakin’ and they change like the season
i stack that check, stayed the same, that’s the reason
diamonds just hang, that b-tch blangin’ and blingin’
sippin’ on ac’ and high-tech, we still leanin’
no more regrets, we live life with a meaning
pockets ain’t light, spent a check inside neiman
i’m tryna make billions, you fool
i know i’m bigger than you
’bout that bag we don’t play by the rules
ain’t goin’ out, i ain’t been in the mood
take a swim in the infinity pool
got a whole lot of sh-t i could lose
can’t let none of you give me the blues

[verse 2]
man, i let ’em get rid of you
know your own folks don’t wan’ see you irrelevant
n-gg- i’ll crush your whole sh-t like a elephant
p-ss me the rollie, i feel like the president
‘member i ain’t have my own pack, had to mail in it
this sh-t get you high then you know i was sellin’ it
i got one foot out but i’m still dodgin’ felonies
i’m gon’ free my [?], we appealin’ it
[?], now i gotta cap off a brick
got racks on me, swear i’m a walkin’ lick
said i wouldn’t stop when they thought i was talkin’ sh-t
keep spillin’ the drip and then droppin’ hits
ballin’ these b-tches [?]
walkin’ that sh-t only i could pick
you n-gg-s fake, i’m the opposite
ysl slime and i bang the six
i’m ’bout to make a set
if i spend a check, i’ma make it back
beat up that cat like a maniac
no running back, got a running back
if i let ’em [?] what’s the fun in that?
i’m tryna see who he gunnin’ at
pull up with that cutter, no lumberjack
three stones in my ear, don’t hear none of that

- gunna

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