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Pullin Up

Yo Trane
2019-09-272:53 minLetras sincronizadas

"Pullin Up" é uma música de Yo Trane, 2019, Pop. A música tem 2:53 de duração, 50 lines / 396 words.

Letra

0:12Yeah
0:15Searching for the wrong things
0:18Heading to the club a place of nonsense
0:22People showing me fake love
0:26B***hes turning up with the thugs
0:28Rolling with the gang what's up
0:32Pour me a drink don't want no Xans in my cup
0:35Only hustlers understand
0:38We work too hard now we gon' play
0:41I'm pulling up in a Rover all black
0:44I needed help but they never called back
0:47I wanted love shawty never wrote back
0:50Now her closest b***hes hanging
0:52With the crew because I'm next
0:54Well I know they don't care about us
0:56Sadly tryna show off ordered 20 bottles
1:00We should probably save instead of wasting dollars
1:03When I'm with my crew I'm always doing the wrong s**t
1:07Yeah
1:08Smoking on that gas sipping on drinks
1:11Dying slow and living fast she don't wanna think
1:15And the homies wanna flex they throwing bands
1:18I remember waiting the bus when we were young
1:21Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
1:25Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
1:28Show me your love you're all that I need
1:32Without you all this cash don't mean a thing
1:35Pour up that Moët Parisian girls get so wet
1:38Make them change their old ways throw it up get ratchet
1:42Every time we get a check there's a 80 we'll blow it
1:45I never do this unless I'm drunk or high now I'm both
1:49I'm thinking of those days when I was broke I was broke
1:52I was running through my city doing bad s**t s**t
1:58This been going on and on for long
2:02Growing up n***a we're still growing up
2:05Ain't no turning down 'cause we're gon' keep going up aye
2:08I just rolled a blunt smoked my problems away aye
2:12They didn't listen what my grandfather said
2:16Rolling up drinking till' I'm throwing up
2:18'Cross faded up wilding with the crew it's getting late
2:22It's 5 AM I'm thinking 'bout us might
2:24End up pulling up on you
2:29Smoking on that gas sipping on drinks
2:32Dying slow and living fast she don't wanna think
2:36And the homies wanna flex they throwing bands
2:39I remember waiting the bus when we were young
2:42Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
2:46Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
2:49Show me your love you're all that I need
2:53Without you all this cash don't mean a thing
Yeah
Searching for the wrong things
Heading to the club a place of nonsense
People showing me fake love
B***hes turning up with the thugs
Rolling with the gang what's up
Pour me a drink don't want no Xans in my cup
Only hustlers understand
We work too hard now we gon' play
I'm pulling up in a Rover all black
I needed help but they never called back
I wanted love shawty never wrote back
Now her closest b***hes hanging
With the crew because I'm next
Well I know they don't care about us
Sadly tryna show off ordered 20 bottles
We should probably save instead of wasting dollars
When I'm with my crew I'm always doing the wrong s**t
Yeah
Smoking on that gas sipping on drinks
Dying slow and living fast she don't wanna think
And the homies wanna flex they throwing bands
I remember waiting the bus when we were young
Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
Show me your love you're all that I need
Without you all this cash don't mean a thing
Pour up that Moët Parisian girls get so wet
Make them change their old ways throw it up get ratchet
Every time we get a check there's a 80 we'll blow it
I never do this unless I'm drunk or high now I'm both
I'm thinking of those days when I was broke I was broke
I was running through my city doing bad s**t s**t
This been going on and on for long
Growing up n***a we're still growing up
Ain't no turning down 'cause we're gon' keep going up aye
I just rolled a blunt smoked my problems away aye
They didn't listen what my grandfather said
Rolling up drinking till' I'm throwing up
'Cross faded up wilding with the crew it's getting late
It's 5 AM I'm thinking 'bout us might
End up pulling up on you
Smoking on that gas sipping on drinks
Dying slow and living fast she don't wanna think
And the homies wanna flex they throwing bands
I remember waiting the bus when we were young
Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
Now I'm pulling up pulling up on you
Show me your love you're all that I need
Without you all this cash don't mean a thing

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