PLM - Pull Up Lyrics

Yuh!
Ice on my neck and my jersey
Get on the beat I'm not... Yuh

Ice on my neck and my jersey (Jersey, yuh!)
Get on the beat I'm not early (Early)
Pull up to the spot like I'm worthy (Worthy!)
Shootin' them choppas like Curry (Shootin 'em up!)
Ice on my neck and my jersey (Jersey, yuh!)
Get on the beat I'm not early (Early)
Pull up to the spot like I'm worthy (Worthy!)
Shootin' them choppas like Curry (Shootin 'em up!)

Yea!
Hop on a flight then we land pull up to the show then we do it again, yea!
I'm such a God-fearing man, spirit unbreakable like a diamond, yea!
Drip on me cool like a fan might take a lil' picture put it on the gram, yea!
She want me to be her man, but ima just chill on it cause she a fan, yea!

Yuh she a fan, yuh
Hop on a jet 'til we land, yuh yuh!
I am the man, yuh
Ima' just stick with my plan, yuh yuh!
We on a boat
Hop on a boat then we float! (Yuh, we floating!)
We do not choke, yuh
We shoot them choppas don't choke!

(Currrleeeeedddddd!)
I pull up, I pull up, I pull up, I pull up
Right there on the side of the street
G-fazos right on my feet (On my feet!)
Baddie right in the front seat! (In the seat!)
I swear its so crazy, so crazy, so crazy
Man this life is not what it seem (Not at all!)
But I keep the blessings on me
I keep that fire in me!
Yea!

Yuh!
Fire in me, yuh, I keep on totin' that heat! (I keep on totin' that heat!)
Yuh!

Yea!
Drip is on me, yea, she like Chanel double c! (She like Chanel double c!)

Like wow!
Diamonds go bling, I smile! (Bling I smile!)

Like how
How they gonna' copy our style! (Yuh!)

Ice on my neck and my jersey (Jersey, yuh!)
Get on the beat I'm not early (Early)
Pull up to the spot like I'm worthy (Worthy!)
Shootin' them choppas like Curry (Shootin 'em up!)
Ice on my neck and my jersey (Jersey, yuh!)
Get on the beat I'm not early (Early)
Pull up to the spot like I'm worthy (Worthy!)
Shootin' them choppas like Curry (Shootin 'em up!)

Yea!
Hop on a flight then we land pull up to the show then we do it again, yea!
I'm such a God-fearing man, spirit unbreakable like a diamond, yea!
Drip on me cool like a fan might take a lil' picture put it on the gram, yea!
She want me to be her man, but ima just chill on it cause she a fan, yea!

(Hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Bruddahs they pull up
They got them diamonds, them rugers
Watch us pull up like intruders
Vroom vroom, the crowd introduce us (Yea!)
I keep the latest on me (On me!)
The spazz on the style is unique, yea
You know the gang come with that heat (That heat!)
I'm bobbing and weaving I'm geeked

I slide with the gang, they see how we coming
Feel good to be thumbing, these girls they be bumming
PLM stunting, fake love make me vomit
Just tell me how hard is to keep it a hunnid'
Don't come around now cause you see that we something
She say that she love me, that love don't mean nothing
You talk to me now cause I'm up alla' sudden
Get out my face for I turn Joe Budden!

Pulling up!
Run thru the scene with the NOS!

Yea yea yea!
Ain't enough!
Maxing my speed down the block!

Yea yea yea!
Don't stop!
Pull up to the club make it rock!

Yea yea yea!
Like pop, car be exotic no stock! (Ah!)