Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti – Pull Up Lyrics

Pull Up

Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti

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"Pull Up." - Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 09:14 pm

Album: 2 Federal

Track No: 04

Pull up to the trap
Peekin' out the peephole
Give you two shots
Like I'm shootin' free throws
Cubans on my neck
That's a lot of kilos
Pack touch down
So now I'm on reload
Pull up to the trap (Pull up)
Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)
Give you two shots (Bow bow)
Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck (Cubans)
That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)
Pack touch down (It's here)
So now I'm on reload
(Reload)
(Federal, federal, fed)
(Uh, uh, uh, 2 fed)
(Federal, federal, federal)
Pull up in my trap car (Stop)
Hit the trap house dishin' that dope out (Swanga)
Hop out with that stick out (Hop out)
Please don't trip out I might flip out (What)
I know a Cuban he don't speak Inglo (No Inglo)
I need a translator
(I need some better talk)
Give me whatever I need on consignment (Whatever)
Told me to pay him later
(Throw that shine yeah ****)
I heard the car pull up outside
I look at the blindfold
(Who that? Who that?)
Yeah my stupid ass baby mama
Think I'm in here with side hoes
(Stupid bitch)
Bitch I'm in here with nine bows (Right now)
Tryna get the whole nine sold (Right now)
You make a scene causing commotion
Trying to give me some time hoe?
(What you twelve or something?)
Walk in your trap and take over your trap feel like Bankroll (Fresh)
Come and take your shit repo (Give me that)
Make you took your shit depot (Hey, hey)
I'm so ahead of them check out my schedule
Gotti and MoneyBagg oh that's 2 Federal
Fuck what they talking 'bout, I'm running up revenue
Go do the same, that's what you better do
Pull up to the trap
Peekin' out the peephole
Give you two shots
Like I'm shootin' free throws
Cubans on my neck
That's a lot of kilos
Pack touch down
So now I'm on reload
Pull up to the trap (Pull up)
Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)
Give you two shots (Bow bow)
Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck (Cubans)
That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)
Pack touch down (It's here)
So now I'm on reload
MoneyBagg and Gotti (2 Federal)
I'ts like we got the cheat codes (Yup)
We talk no more gangster shit and get money with chicos (Chicos)
C-M-G the label
And we distribute kilos (Kilos)
And we'll spend your budget (On what?)
On foreign whips with two doors (Uh)
I'm 2Federal a **** talkin' shit, etcetera, etcetera
You a little hater fit your carriage, carriage
I'll fuck around and embarrass you
Hold up listen
Tell a **** I made 20 million would you believe me?
Young **** told me made 100, 000 listenin' to me and Jeezy (I believe him)
I was trap or die
Get rich or die trapping (What else?)
Before I made cocaine music fire (What else?)
Ran off on the plug with seventy five (What else?)
I was robbing **** runnin' with the gas
(Young **** grindin' trying to get a nap)
Nap, where the price at?
Everybody telling me to drop this shit now
The streets dry
Pull up to the trap (Pull up)
Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)
Give you two shots (Bow bow)
Like I'm shootin' free, throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck (Cubans)
That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)
Pack touch down (It's here)
So now I'm on reload (Ay)
Pull up to the trap (Pull up)
Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?)
Give you two shots (Bow bow)
Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck (Cubans)
That's a lot of kilos (Kilos)
Pack touch down (It's here)
So now I'm on reload

Writer(s): Mario Mims, Demario White & K Swisha.

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