WhyMe - PullUp
текст песни

Hey bad b
Pull up, pull up
She's crazy about me
I'm crazy about this stuff

She's moving her ass back and forth
I need to take her urgently
Baby, do you want to?
We'll be together tonight

You're so proper, I'll corrupt you
Filling my wardrobe, I'm earning more
More, more, more, more
Pour it into the glasses

The time has come
I don't care, Moet or Macallan whiskey
We've gathered the crew, there will be a tornado here
I'm blowing up the crowd, worse than Baghdad

This beat hits you in the face like a rifle butt
We're smoking King Size, we know how to do it
I call everyone around me family
Took the lemon
Got it from Goyard

Uuu
It's following on Instagram
Uuu
White like a corpse

Uuu
We're making money illegally
Uuu
That's true

That's true
That's true

Is this your gang or your squad?
Your neighborhood or block?
Cash in a backpack or a rucksack
I'm wearing a snapback, this is my side
More money, more light

One, six, one
You know my name
My style is pure nicotine
I'm like an avalanche

I flooded your faces
My bitch is like from a painting
She knows her place
Don't sit next to me, idiot

I won't give you my seat
Get it
Goyard on me
It's getting hot in here

Pouring gasoline
I'm telling you Bon Voyage
I have indica, sativa in me
Always in style

Look how we're partying
We took it without asking
The bitch is climbing to the top
I don't care how old you are

Close the door, fuck the light
I'll only be with you tonight Bitch, seize the moment
She's like a barracuda

She takes my intellect in her mouth
I rose to the top

I rose to the top
Up, up, up, up
I rose to the top
Up, up, up, up

I rose to the top
Up, up
I rose to the top
Up, up

I rose to the top
Up, up, up, up
I rose to the top
Up, up, up, up

I rose to the top
Up, up, up, up
I rose to the top
Up, up