B
Title | B |
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Artist | aidan&co. |
Album | ALPHABET |
Release Date | 2020-02-22 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] People say “be you”, I say “bitch, stop it” Bunch of stupid bullshit but we fill our pockets Such a dangerous weapon and, yet, we all cock it Thinking I could be Danny but found the bloody carpet Killed the real me long before they could Stupid ass propoganda made me stay put Thought a safe space, was the safe part Until these Libbies and Servies pulling a race card (Pull up, pull up in this) I thought the things that I wanted were money, women and pulling up in a racecar (Skrrt) Since I was little, she told me I’m not as likely to have my hands on the dashboard (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) Now all I want is to get me a Grammy then fucking smash it because it goes hard But they won’t care, probably put all my ballads in the rap sections because I’m “light dark” (Eyes open) [Interlude] Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this, pull up in this Pull up, pull up in this [Outro] If we... If they test me they sorry Ride us up like a Harley Then pull up in this Ferra—You might also like |