Lyrics Push Up - French Montana

Drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, push up on
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Now, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?

Ridin' in a V, like to feel the breeze
Pray to the high, for my enemies
Push ups in the 'Rari, lights behind the wall
Drink a sip of heaven, I'ma do it for my dog
Ride with a Ruger, niggas try to shoot ya
They don't want no money, niggas actin' groupie
I've been ridin' in a Benz, bustin' with the beams
I just want the paper, I don't need no friends
I was ridin' with the oh, oh, feelin' like I'm Guwop
Came up out the sewer, got the work out in Newark
I be ridin' with Kali, watchin' for the grease
Pray to the high, for my enemies

Drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, push up on
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Ridin' in a V, watchin' for the grease
Pray to the high, for my enemies

Got it from the thieves, served it to the fiends
Got married to the mob, that's word to my mama
Shorty bounced it back, I showed a hundred racks
She ran up out the back, she threw me on her back
I'ma spin around the corner, work on my diploma
Wanna talk man to man, not two or three zonin'
In Atlanta out with Flock, spinnin' 'round with Gucci
Had the white like sushi and the brown like Karrueche
Got the scar like the Fugees, cash money like Tunechi
They all love me like I'm Boosie, G'd up, fuck this Gucci
Gotta leave it at the light, cook it up and dry it
Hit the 9-5, hustlin' was a job

Drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, push up on
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Push up, push up, push up, push up
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
Drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?
Bitch, drop it, wanna see a hundred bands poppin'?

Push up, push up on it
Time to push up, push up
Every time I push up on it
Push up on it