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Pull Up (feat. Curlii 2x & Major League) Video (MV)






Cello Mtz - Pull Up (feat. Curlii 2x & Major League) Lyrics




Always riding with my squad and I'm rocking with my team (With the team)
Got the baddest bitch on my side and she sitting right next to me (Next to me)
And I'm riding down the block and I got the 223 (223)
If you really want some smoke imma smoke you like some tree (Like some tree)
Imma keep writing slaps don't give a f*ck bout what they say (What they say)
From KC to La bouta be up in the Bay (In the bay)
Bouta stack up all this money yeah I'm stackin all this K (All this K)
If yo bitch actin naughty finna pull up in my sleigh (Pull up in my sleigh)
Yeah I'm Feelin like melly I got murder my mind (On my mind)
Dump a clip on a nigga yeah I'm shooting like I'm blind (Like I'm blind)
Writing like Dr. Seuss spittin all these f*cking rhymes (All these rhymes)
If you actin like a bitch imma hit you with the 9 (With the 9)
With that 9 on my side and the glock and the Glizzy
Dirty Sprite up in my cup got me feelin hella Dizzy (Hella dizzy)
Always strapped up Always coming with the drakes no Drizzy
You niggas praying on my downfall like a nigga Tee Grizzly (Like a nigga tee grizzly)
Shawty lookin so bad gotta get up in my zone (In my zone)
Bouta use her for the night then she gotta hit the door (Hit the door)
Stop callin stop texting finna block you off my phone (Off my phone)
Gotta stay to myself gotta focus on this dough (On this dough)

Ahh mann
Imma play a game bitch like it's 2k
Run up on a nigga hell yeah I do the relay
Spazzing on this shit so you know it's gon hit
I ain't messin with no silly niggas or these lil jitz
Imma dog from the pound lil nigga imma pit
Talking all that lil shit on the gram get you hit
What you talking about lil nigga do you wanna see my stick?
Pop up out I ain't messin with that nigga bitch

Aye aye
I'll stomp a nigga out in these G Fazos
My nigga namic got the 40 he gone leave yo face gone
30 shots up in this clip ima take a couple souls
Bih I'm giving out fades Niggas scared to fight tho
Niggas tolting clear clips watch his glock jam on him
How tf you think you rich with a couple bands on you
You lil niggas spoon fed you don't know real struggle
Had to get shit on my own can't tell me nothing
Green dots on yo head that's a laser beam
Baby girl got my attention that's a major thing
I'm the huddle learning plays trynna get rich
Gimme the route and ima run it on sum real shit
Ion really fw niggas cause they gone switch
Bitch there's money to be made why you playing
Ain't no bitch in the world that I'm chasing
Ain't no fonk over here these niggas hating
(Hating ass niggas)
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Always riding with my squad and I'm rocking with my team (With the team)
Got the baddest bitch on my side and she sitting right next to me (Next to me)
And I'm riding down the block and I got the 223 (223)
If you really want some smoke imma smoke you like some tree (Like some tree)
Imma keep writing slaps don't give a f*ck bout what they say (What they say)
From KC to La bouta be up in the Bay (In the bay)
Bouta stack up all this money yeah I'm stackin all this K (All this K)
If yo bitch actin naughty finna pull up in my sleigh (Pull up in my sleigh)
Yeah I'm Feelin like melly I got murder my mind (On my mind)
Dump a clip on a nigga yeah I'm shooting like I'm blind (Like I'm blind)
Writing like Dr. Seuss spittin all these f*cking rhymes (All these rhymes)
If you actin like a bitch imma hit you with the 9 (With the 9)
With that 9 on my side and the glock and the Glizzy
Dirty Sprite up in my cup got me feelin hella Dizzy (Hella dizzy)
Always strapped up Always coming with the drakes no Drizzy
You niggas praying on my downfall like a nigga Tee Grizzly (Like a nigga tee grizzly)
Shawty lookin so bad gotta get up in my zone (In my zone)
Bouta use her for the night then she gotta hit the door (Hit the door)
Stop callin stop texting finna block you off my phone (Off my phone)
Gotta stay to myself gotta focus on this dough (On this dough)

Ahh mann
Imma play a game bitch like it's 2k
Run up on a nigga hell yeah I do the relay
Spazzing on this shit so you know it's gon hit
I ain't messin with no silly niggas or these lil jitz
Imma dog from the pound lil nigga imma pit
Talking all that lil shit on the gram get you hit
What you talking about lil nigga do you wanna see my stick?
Pop up out I ain't messin with that nigga bitch

Aye aye
I'll stomp a nigga out in these G Fazos
My nigga namic got the 40 he gone leave yo face gone
30 shots up in this clip ima take a couple souls
Bih I'm giving out fades Niggas scared to fight tho
Niggas tolting clear clips watch his glock jam on him
How tf you think you rich with a couple bands on you
You lil niggas spoon fed you don't know real struggle
Had to get shit on my own can't tell me nothing
Green dots on yo head that's a laser beam
Baby girl got my attention that's a major thing
I'm the huddle learning plays trynna get rich
Gimme the route and ima run it on sum real shit
Ion really fw niggas cause they gone switch
Bitch there's money to be made why you playing
Ain't no bitch in the world that I'm chasing
Ain't no fonk over here these niggas hating
(Hating ass niggas)
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Writer: Marcello Martinez
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