Pull Up - Kay-o, Kilo Keemzo

M1OnTheBeat

When we pull up on dem

Bro said that he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

Man pull up on a old school friend

When we pull up on dem

Yeah, the whip will be full of mandem

Bro said he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

How we got passa with some local gems

Man pull up on a old school friend

It’s like I don’t know who dem

We don’t need to talk, we pull up with no chat

The Niner’s done did it, we pulled up with no wap

And I ain’t gonna lie, one time it went bad

Ducked out, made the call for the suttin', and rolled back

Nine man, seven seats, believe it’s all packed

Two swamz, hella teeth, straight greeze if we crash (bow)

Whips get spun any time dem boys spotted

If shit’s not 'ment's, it’s horrid

Remember when we pulled up one month, non stopping

Suttin' gets touched, and I don’t who got him

Cause while them man were thinking 'bout police and crumbling

We were in a dinger out hunting

Pulled up, five man but four done it

That’s .23, .22's, Samz, and five hearts on a hundred

Nine strip take trips, take whips, and take them boys for suckers

I done it with my bruddas (That's the bros)

When we pull up on dem

Yeah, the whip will be full of mandem

Bro said he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

How we got passa with some local gems

Man pull up on a old school friend

It’s like I don’t know who dem

When we pull up on dem

Yeah, the whip will be full of mandem

Bro said he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

How we got passa with some local gems

Man pull up on a old school friend

It’s like I don’t know who dem

It’s like I don’t know who dem, these times I got smoke with old friends

Dem boys say they do it, but it’s not like these ends

Centre of the pitch, I attack and defend

As of recent, bro’s itching to drill, he can’t rest still

Drop a pic to a nit', cah he gets deals

Got feedback off a kat, and get a dead bill

If I’m on your block with my squad, don’t get your head peeled

Anytime I’m in cunch, I turn 'em packs cash

Don’t get yourself bun when them straps clap

On your block, turning punk when them nank’s back

Which opp?

Yo, dip him, he can have that

Done it in dingers, mopeds and on two feet

Opps love talk, they on chats like too sweet

When we come, somehow they escape, it’s flukey

Every other lurk I see a new speed

And every oppo turf is defo due heat

On every opp block we’re moving booky

Which one should we disturb?

Nah we ain’t choosy

I’ll do a man dirty, I won’t lose sleep

When we pull up on dem

Yeah, the whip will be full of mandem

Bro said he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

How we got passa with some local gems

Man pull up on a old school friend

It’s like I don’t know who dem

When we pull up on dem

Yeah, the whip will be full of mandem

Bro said he coulda tanned dem

Then it’s back to the block pushing Buju Banton

Man the roads all 'ments

How we got passa with some local gems

Man pull up on a old school friend

It’s like I don’t know who dem

I don’t know dem

That you, man it was a whole trend

That was 010

And you know you wasn’t road then

Say that’s old school but doesn’t know dem

RIP Sheggy

Suttin' haffi go home messy

I ain’t cuffin' up a hoe, no jezzy

I’ve been juggin up on road, no breaky