Lyrics YFN Lucci – Pull Up With A 100
Text:
Hahahaha…
(It’s Budda Beats)
I’ma just pull up with a hundred (Yeah)
Moral of the story, get commas (Uh)
I was just in the tank with piranhas (Uh)
I’ma just pull up with a hundred
I’m a big dawg, you a runner
In a Mayback with the lumber
I can get ’em touched if I wanna, uh
In a Benz truck, not a Hummer (Movin’ up)
Nigga used to ride, green beam, I ain’t have a damn thing
And my nigga used to ride MARTA (Yeah)
Nah, ain’t got a bed for my mama (Yeah)
And I ain’t gotta ask for a hundred
I’ma push up with a hundred on hundred on hundred
And if a nigga play make him swim with piranhas (Yeah)
And now we got cake, we gon’ ball like you wanna
Look, I just iced out my whole grill, like my stones?
Yeah, that’s a hundred
Go spin they block, catch a man, get a hundred, yeah
The drum in my hand hold a hundred, yeah
We pull a whole lot of bands in the summer
I rock, that money surround, I’m a hustler
Fuck around and get the bands, all hustle
I ain’t gotta lift a hand, but can touch ya (But can touch ya), uh
I’ma pull up with a hundred
Leave you with another hundred
D got a hundred on ’em, Lee got a hundred on ’em
And you ain’t got no money on you
I’ma just pull up with a hundred (Yeah)
Moral of the story, get commas (Uh)
I’ma flex on these niggas for the summer (For the summer)
I was just in the tank with piranhas (Uh)
I’ma just pull up with a hundred
I’m a big dawg, you a runner
In a Mayback with the lumber
I can get ’em touched if I wanna, uh
Tryin’ all them moves, yeah
A hundred like a diamond, all Blu-ray (Blu-ray)
Pitch a hardball like the Blue Jays (Blue Jays)
Can’t trust these cats from the new days (Uhh)
Make a bitch do it like the Luke days
Pour another drink with Lil Dave (Lil Dave)
These niggas ain’t on the same page (Hell no)
Like MJ I fade away
In the club ballin’ like I’m shootin’ jumpers (Jumpers)
Tell my lil’ homie keep them thumpers
They tryna lock us up for pimpin’, tryna bump us, ooh
That’s why I gotta stay on my shit (I tell ya)
Never see a diamond on me that don’t hit (Ooh)
Walk up slowly slide on me (Yeah)
Pointers flooded out my wrist (They did)
Diamonds all between my fist
I know she never seen nothin’ like this
For real (Haha)
I’ma just pull up with a hundred (Yeah)
Moral of the story, get commas (Uh)
I’ma flex on these niggas for the summer (For the summer)
I was just in the tank with piranhas (Uh)
I’ma just pull up with a hundred
I’m a big dawg, you a runner
In a Mayback with the lumber
I can get ’em touched if I wanna, uh