Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
I'm from the Boogie down, you don't want to bully now
You got to a problem with me - I ain't inviting it around
You talking shit, run your lips and get your jaw split
I'm making money moves
Blue 100 dollars bills Crip, drip, I skip to the loot
And do what it do
Full of life so I'm filthy rich
Who, How, Why niggas lie
More, Then the tiles on their floor
You ain't never been real
Your perceptions in a windmill
Hold up baby sit still
Slap You with that pistol
Don't know why u fake I guess that's a personal issue
I'm about to fly and grow 2 wings, pass me my Red Bull
I'm an angel rolling with my halo, And I'm holding several
With a pitch fork In case you want to meet the devil
We all have demons but you choose to feed mine
Hello!
Keep my name out your mouth bitch
If not - we'll see
Unsolved mysteries
You've evolved an enemy
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
No ghost writers, I'm off of writing other niggas shit
Lot of New York niggas, Is sounding southern in this bitch
This be the goat you never heard of
Pay me for a verse, And I hand him over a murder
Blame it on a Xanax, Pull up your panties and man up
Before you mention me, Fitted turned to smithereens
Leave you spitting blood like it's Listerine
Drama, I could bring it to your door
Like deliveries
You could make a order
Nigga live or you die
F*ck it, You flip a quarter
They hate to see a nigga
On his grown man shit
I started my own gang
I ain't with the back and forth, You speaking the wrong name
Got your permit, And now you driving up the wrong lane
Like skurr
You better make a U-ey
Beefing with the family guy, I'll son you like you Stewie
There's an alternate ending inside this f*cking movie
He bucking up, He must've f*cking bulletproofed his hoopty
Nigga we...
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
Juro & Joon Jukx - Pull Up Lyrics
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Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
I'm from the Boogie down, you don't want to bully now
You got to a problem with me - I ain't inviting it around
You talking shit, run your lips and get your jaw split
I'm making money moves
Blue 100 dollars bills Crip, drip, I skip to the loot
And do what it do
Full of life so I'm filthy rich
Who, How, Why niggas lie
More, Then the tiles on their floor
You ain't never been real
Your perceptions in a windmill
Hold up baby sit still
Slap You with that pistol
Don't know why u fake I guess that's a personal issue
I'm about to fly and grow 2 wings, pass me my Red Bull
I'm an angel rolling with my halo, And I'm holding several
With a pitch fork In case you want to meet the devil
We all have demons but you choose to feed mine
Hello!
Keep my name out your mouth bitch
If not - we'll see
Unsolved mysteries
You've evolved an enemy
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
No ghost writers, I'm off of writing other niggas shit
Lot of New York niggas, Is sounding southern in this bitch
This be the goat you never heard of
Pay me for a verse, And I hand him over a murder
Blame it on a Xanax, Pull up your panties and man up
Before you mention me, Fitted turned to smithereens
Leave you spitting blood like it's Listerine
Drama, I could bring it to your door
Like deliveries
You could make a order
Nigga live or you die
F*ck it, You flip a quarter
They hate to see a nigga
On his grown man shit
I started my own gang
I ain't with the back and forth, You speaking the wrong name
Got your permit, And now you driving up the wrong lane
Like skurr
You better make a U-ey
Beefing with the family guy, I'll son you like you Stewie
There's an alternate ending inside this f*cking movie
He bucking up, He must've f*cking bulletproofed his hoopty
Nigga we...
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
I'm from the Boogie down, you don't want to bully now
You got to a problem with me - I ain't inviting it around
You talking shit, run your lips and get your jaw split
I'm making money moves
Blue 100 dollars bills Crip, drip, I skip to the loot
And do what it do
Full of life so I'm filthy rich
Who, How, Why niggas lie
More, Then the tiles on their floor
You ain't never been real
Your perceptions in a windmill
Hold up baby sit still
Slap You with that pistol
Don't know why u fake I guess that's a personal issue
I'm about to fly and grow 2 wings, pass me my Red Bull
I'm an angel rolling with my halo, And I'm holding several
With a pitch fork In case you want to meet the devil
We all have demons but you choose to feed mine
Hello!
Keep my name out your mouth bitch
If not - we'll see
Unsolved mysteries
You've evolved an enemy
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
No ghost writers, I'm off of writing other niggas shit
Lot of New York niggas, Is sounding southern in this bitch
This be the goat you never heard of
Pay me for a verse, And I hand him over a murder
Blame it on a Xanax, Pull up your panties and man up
Before you mention me, Fitted turned to smithereens
Leave you spitting blood like it's Listerine
Drama, I could bring it to your door
Like deliveries
You could make a order
Nigga live or you die
F*ck it, You flip a quarter
They hate to see a nigga
On his grown man shit
I started my own gang
I ain't with the back and forth, You speaking the wrong name
Got your permit, And now you driving up the wrong lane
Like skurr
You better make a U-ey
Beefing with the family guy, I'll son you like you Stewie
There's an alternate ending inside this f*cking movie
He bucking up, He must've f*cking bulletproofed his hoopty
Nigga we...
Pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade, yea
I condone to violence, If you really want to play
We, pull up and fade, We, pull up and fade
A coward dies a thousand times
So tell me what they say
Writer: JAMES DIAZ, JOSE MIGUEL SEIJIDO, RAYNELL T CAMPBELL
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Juro & Joon Jukx
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: JAMES DIAZ, JOSE MIGUEL SEIJIDO, RAYNELL T CAMPBELL