Letra de PULLING UP

Germ feat. Suicideboys

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EVERY DOG HAS ITS DAY

PULLING UP

The murder rate in New Orleans has already surpassed last year

So the negativity that comes with the killings once again—

Pull the trigger Budd Dywer, hahaha

Pulling up with a new vengeance, achoo

$licky so sickening (Yeah)

Enemies think that I trust 'em (Yeah)

Head in the clouds from the mushrooms (Yeah)

Isolated, I don't want discussion

Headlock a bitch while I fuck her

Losing my screws like I got a concussion (Okay, okay)

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck (Yeah)

Fuck you to your face, I ain't tryna wait

Hell was my home on the west side (Yeah)

Homies down to ride, let that chopper slide, representing that northside (Yeah)

I ain't got the time, crime after crime

Everyday I'm dying, here to terrorize

Devil afterlife, silence on the .9, triple six be my kind (Ha-ha-ha, what?)

Hear the second line, hear your mama cryin'

Violence what we 'bout, all on my side

Ticky ticky time, bitch, it's $uicide

Smoking your ash in my pine, ho (Yeah)

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow (Yeah)

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow (Yeah)

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow (Yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Aim my gun right at your throat (Throat)

What was that shit you had spoke? (Spoke)

Fan away all of the smoke (Uh)

Shatter the mirror, and sweep up the broken glass

Turn a Backwood into ash, flick it all over my path

Follow the cash (Yeah)

Syrup needs Sprite, just a splash

I am the wave, let me crash (Yeah)

Smoking that gas, steady snorting them blues

Blind as a bat, eyes rolled back, what a view

Ignoring my phone, tell your bitch to stay home

'Cause when Ruby is out, the town turn to a zoo (O-o-o)

Mac from the south, back from the drought, gat in my mouth (O-o-o)

Ain't no rat in the house, casually strapped up the casualty count (O-o-o)

Every step I take is gasoline doused, pass me an ounce (O-o-o)

Stacking accounts, keep talking shit, you'll get smacked in the mouth

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow (Huh, ayy)

I think you bitches outta time (Yup)

Rolly too froze, caution, ice (Ah)

I been on hunts for the right price

It's only right, I buy up all the pints

We ducking jakes, guns at the light (Phew-phew-phew)

Rendevouz, meet with a lil' nigga wife

Rose gold Patek, I'm thinking no ice

I need a big body hottie in the bike (Yuh, yuh)

Rolling that dope up, she count up my moolah

That bitch a lil' shooter, I don't do the Rugers

That Glock like Usher, it's singing, type shooting

I move like a Bruin, my lifestyle is stupid

I gotta keep drank on me, nigga might lose it

Smokin' that stank, he thought he smelled manure

I been a big boss, ask 'bout me, watch me, I prove it

All of y'all niggas really out here losing

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow

Pulling up with a new grind, folk

Do we fuck with your kind? Nope

I done been out my mind, so

I don't mind watching you die slow

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enviado el 11 Nov 2024 - 18:08

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Pull the trigger Budd Dywer, hahaha: Reference to Robert Budd Dwyer who was an American politician. He became famous for his suicide with a .357 Magnum revolver in front of the cameras at a self-convened press conference.

mushrooms: Magic Fungus, shrooms that get you tripping and used for that buzz

second line: The New Orleans second line is a term originally tied to funeral music but has grown to encompass a broader cultural and musical significance. In New Orleans, "second line" started with funeral processions, referring to the second group in the parade. The first group, known as the "first line," usually includes the family and close friends following the hearse. The "second line" consists of others who join in, often dancing, celebrating, and playing music. This group honors the deceased while celebrating life, blending mourning with music and dance.

In New Orleans, this tradition combines jazz, funk, and other local music styles, creating a lively, energetic atmosphere that turns the funeral into a celebration. Second line music is a cornerstone of New Orleans jazz and street music, deeply rooted in the region's identity. Over time, the term has expanded beyond funerals and is now also associated with street festivals and other celebrations in New Orleans.

pine: A way of saying Blunt

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Writer(s): Jerry Antoine
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