Pull Up (feat. Bryson Tiller) - Riicch & SHA-G

One, two, three, hey Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight Walking in a Winter Wonderland Sing it Harley, yeah Gone away is the bluebird (okay) Here to stay is a new bird (okay) He sings a love song, while we stroll along Walking in a Winter Wonderland (yeah, like this) In the meadow we can build a snowman And pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say, "Are you married? ", we'll say, "No, man" But you could do the job when you're in town Later on, we'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, the plans that we've made Walking in a Winter Wonderland (yeah, there you go) Alright kiddo, we got this last part coming up right here A little more challenging but I think you got it though You ready? In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say, "Are you ready? ", we'll say, "No, man" But you could do the job when you're in town Later on, we'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, the plans that we made Walking in a Winter Wonderland Walking in a Winter Wonderland Walking in a Winter Wonderland Merry Christmas

The biggest Bryson Your future so bright The flyest shit It's time to take 'em down baby Maybach Music Yo (Big billionnaire) Still got the yayo flyin' in from all the West Coast Fleet of cars, all red like this was Death Row Keep it gangsta never singin' like it's Danny boy All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her Begin at what you eat I'ma change your lifestyle (Boss) Lamborghinis at Checkers, a nigga iced out (Woo) From the back I fuck her long term (Uh) No trippin', trust me shawty this won't hurt New G Wagon that's just to go get your nails did Big fishin' I'ma get you niggas at LIV I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama A petty problem have your ass doin' thirty years Boy, the future bright, it's time to touch these thirty M's Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalogue Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I had 'em all (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Me) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Rollin' deep, show and tell by the gang unit All the gangstas show me love and they bang to it (Uh) Our future bright I wanna handle your retirement Life insurance policy with the Pyrex (Uh) Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two Got you the same whip I got your mom too (Huh) Do it big and shit I'm talkin' aunt too Junior Mafia niggas'll let the guns loose (Bang) Bad bitch better show me what that tongue do (Huh) Dapper Dan, Gucci suits that I can run through (Huh) My niggas comin' up like it was coke prices (Huh) How can you be trippin' nigga with no snipers? (Huh) Step-steppin' off the jets, still in the hair-rollers She rock with dopeboys all shareholders 20 stacks blow it all in Fashion Nova What I'm smokin' you can smell from California (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Floss like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Cost like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Call the shots) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Maybach Music

Yeah, oh, yeah, ayy, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh When I'm lonely, baby It's like my friends don't know me Girl, you used to be my homie (my homie) Left me with a dream she sold me (dream you sold me, yeah) Even the dreams get lonely Left me here, three in the mornin' Questionin' all the things you told me (things you old me) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You got lost in thе heat of the moment Baby if you need it, show it And if you еver need it or want it, I got you, you know this And, if you ever homе alone and need a little compagny, I'll swing right over Baby I'll be right over Invite me right over, over, over I said I know, we ain't on the same page no more And that's a shame that we ain't, we used to be so close And yes I'm down and I'm drownin' in my sorrows, babe (baby, yeah) Yeah, yeah You don't miss me, babe Don't know why you're tryin' to convince me, babe Know there's been somebody else since me, babe Think I might do the same, don't tempt me, baby Hit the party and get friendly Honestly no, I don't got it in me It's no fun when you're not here with me It's no wonder you're not here with me, yeah Yet you tell me there's no way Yes, you tell me there's no way, way, way (yeah, yeah) She's like, "How you figure?" Girl, I seen you 'round here with him Trust me, I heard all about him Tell me where you found him He won't get around you No, I won't allow it (no, no) Guess it's over now, if you think I don't know by now Can we slow it down and sort it out, oh, oh You got lost in the heat of the moment Baby if you need it, show it And if you ever need it or want it, I got you, you know this And, if you ever home alone and need a little company, I'll swing right over Baby, I'll be right, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Seen what I said right? Heard what I said right? I'm a boss and you see it, right? You took a loss and you see it, right? We could stop, we could rewind Would you call in the meantime? Ain't no problem, we'll be fine Would you come with me tonight? All the stories you rewrite That's a lie, what it seems like You know you talkin' to me, right? You could tell me anything, right? Yeah, you always got a green light Yeah, you always, always, always, always, always

Grrah, like, it's that Sha Gz nigga Y'all niggas know whats goin' on, nigga Every O shot, everything flocked (War's Too Nasty) Suck my dick, nigga (Mmm, nah) Grrah, like (Turn that up, Young Madzz) Grrah, like Mr. Get-Gritty, I stay with my G, like I'm tryna hop out and creep Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go I had 'em runnin' on feet Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep? Like They playin' hide and go seek, llike Fuck Cobby, reverse the V Smoke too much Notti (Notti), don't see how we see Fuck Dotty, like, he was on E (Bobby) Fuck Bobby, like, he should have read (Dotty) Like, I don't care if the cops on the streets (Suck my dick) I'm tryna up it and throw at his Ski (Hol' on) Catch EK, stay with ya G (Stay with ya G, nigga) Like, y'all niggas really OT (Suck my dick) Switch lanes, who drivin' better than me? (Wait, like what?) Watch out, I'm tryna dump out the V (Bow-bow-bow) Like, grrah, grrah Flick on the beam, put the dot on his bitch Like, hold on, I'm tryna flock on the Mitch (Grrah-grrah) Charlie, Zay, all in my spliff, like Nazzy, Rippy, dead right in piss (Suck my dick) Throw to my mans, now they dead, fuck a Rip (Rippy) Like, that boy laced, tryna get him, he slipped (Bobby) Nigga died in the back of the truck, not the whip, like (Hol' on) Like, like, I'm tryna blitz, like (Hol' on), like, like Jump at his bitch (C-Hii) Bend through they block, hit em' and dip, like (Don't run, don't—) He tried to run, but that nigga tripped (Hol' on), like, grrah We rearrange him and dip (Bow-bow), like nah That nigga just tryna diss (Bow-bow-bow) We gon' hop out that OJ (Like), bendin' through both ways (Suck my dick), if he move wock, I'ma up it and— Mr. Get-Gritty, I stay with my G, like I'm tryna hop out and creep Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go I had 'em runnin' on feet Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep? Like They playin' hide and go seek, like Fuck Cobby, reverse the V Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see (Fuck Dotty, like, he was on E) (Bobby) (Fuck Bobby, like, hop out and creep) (Dotty) (Put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go) (I had 'em runnin' on feet) (Hold on) (Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep?) (See EK) Like (They playin' hide and go seek) (Suck my dick) (Like, fuck Cobby, reverse the V) (Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see) (Grrah-grrah, like)

Cold blue breeze from the north Star like dreams life is hardcore Glutted phantom narrow Perception Lack integrity solitary intention Broken heart pieces everyone ignores Driven on the 90 my scars I'm torn Being myself unfitted puzzle Different upbringings uncommon struggles I'm torontonian you sound American I'm buffalian you sound Canadian Mans with bare tings and big house Happy for you my time will come about Party everyday as you do Till noon Different predicaments Work in the stu Praying for some better things Peace at home Financial freedom Shawty sees in me what I see in me Even praying for my enemies Praying what I need I being praying Forgotten social authenticity No one calls me thats reality All alone in my car deep Shadow insecurity Nothin is guarantee I don't get a shawty In the bank $4 money Language barrier separate me from family Devil screams For I disappear To my Fantasy Unprivileged Circumstances Unemployment No hours at Macy's First paki Generation I pray fajir Zhur Asr Magrib Isha I be praying Kicked out of school I'm praying Praying for some better things Praying for Peace at home Praying for Financial freedom Praying for Shawty sees in me what I see in me Even praying for my enemies Praying what I need I being praying