Pull Up (RG2)

By Rich Gang

Released on May 23, 2016

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[Intro: Ralo & Jacquees]

Yeah, yeah

Jacquees, Young Stunna, baby I'm the third

And I'm a threat nigga, Ralo

What?

(We got London on Da Track)

Famgoon


[Chorus: Jacquees]

Came up I done did it (I done did it)

Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)

That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)

Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)

I got cash money, no limits (no limit)

Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)

We done been down for a minute (for a minute)

I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')

Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)

Still riding with the toys (the toys)

We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you

Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on

Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone


[Verse 1: Ralo]

I got that money, I got that bag, I got that cash

Don't get him mad, he gonna blast, where are they at?

All of these niggas been hating on us

I think they mad 'cause we making them bucks

Who give a fuck, who give a fuck?

We gonna light one of these niggas up

Came up, I done did it, Ralo done fucked up the city

All of my niggas be with it, none of my niggas ain't quitting

All of them people gon' feel me, all of them people gon' hear me

Ralo done stepped in the building, yeah

I miss dog food, it made me a millionaire


[Chorus: Jacquees]

Came up I done did it (I done did it)

Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)

That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)

Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)

I got cash money, no limits (no limit)

Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)

We done been down for a minute (for a minute)

I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')

Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)

Still riding with the toys (the toys)

We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you

Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on

Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone

[Verse 2: Birdman & Jacquees]

Designer on my (designer on my)

Got me sliding on my (sliding on my)

Got me riding with my (riding with my)

Fifty times with my (times with my)

It's do or die with my (do or die with my)

And if you play, you know we ridin', suicide for now

Bad bitch with no talking, that four-four will go barking

Them pussy niggas start talking, them pussy niggas we chalkin', yeah

Candy paint on them boys, got them hollow tips for that noise

My little one kept it so silent, nigga he's G'd up on that charge


[Chorus: Jacquees]

Came up I done did it (I done did it)

Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)

That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)

Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)

I got cash money, no limits (no limit)

Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)

We done been down for a minute (for a minute)

I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')

Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)

Still riding with the toys (the toys)

We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you

Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on

Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone


[Verse 3: J-Soul]

Young Soul, Rich Gang

Ain't shit changing my chain

Got your girlfriend screaming my name

She down to smash my gang

J-soul from the six

Two months ago I didn't have shit

Now I'm richer than a bitch and I shit gold bricks

And my bad bitches come with twins, yeah yeah yeah


[Verse 4: Derez De'Shon]

I came up a long way from sleeping on the floor in public housing

Remember them bitches wouldn't give me no play, now I cannot keep them from 'round me

Bitch mention me, she get pounded

I want her head like a bounty

Used to be starving now I swear I want it all

That comes with the bread like a sauce, Derez De'Shon


[Chorus: Jacquees]

Came up I done did it (I done did it)

Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)

That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)

Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)

I got cash money, no limits (no limit)

Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)

We done been down for a minute (for a minute)

I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')

Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)

Still riding with the toys (the toys)

We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you

Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on

Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone


[Outro: Birdman]

Yeah, Beezo

Get them fuckin' straps

Fuck what's brackin' nigga, what's brackin niggas, baow, yeah

Ayy Ralo, get them niggas and them bags

B-Tow, B-Low, fuck 'em

Derez get the two-two-three, you understand me?

I got the forty cal and the double old school uzi, you understand me?

Spark nothin' but them lights boy

Empty your motherfuckin' safe nigga

Baow baow baow, yeah

J-Soul, T-Dot, brrat, brrat

Big money no talkin', yeah, them pussy niggas we chalkin', yeah

Rich gang lifestyle, hustle nigga