Текст песни Pull Up - Kultur3

I can't feel
Noo I can't feel
She addicted to the drugs she can't feel her face
H*e nigga broke her heart now she complicated
She go out and party she be Lit No chaser
We be turnt over here
We got racks over here
Too much sauce ova here
Dont bring yo bch over here
You dont want no smoke
Fked around and get smoked
Smoked, smoked
My hittaz no joke

Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up
I can't go nowhere without my shooter
I can't go nowhere without my shooter

Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up
I can't go nowhere without my shooter
I can't go nowhere without my shooter

I got the sauce cause i'm rade
My little bishh she bad
Walking with the little swagg
Price tag price tag whats that whats that
Beautiful women she mine
Can't nobody take my side
Cosign cosign Yeah
Hit on tht puy its wet
Pull up and hop out the vet
I need 20 thts a check
Chocker on her like a pet
Thats a thot whats next
Next next next
Thats a thot whats next

Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up
I can't go nowhere without my shooter
I can't go nowhere without my shooter

Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up Pull Up
I can't go nowhere without my shooter
I can't go nowhere without my shooter