Quavo – Pull Up (feat. Migos) Lyrics

Pull Up

Quavo (feat. Migos)

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"Pull Up." - Quavo (feat. Migos)

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 06:12 pm

Album: ATL

Track No: 09

Say what
Say what
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Park the whip (Park it)
Start the whip (Start it)
Pop the shift (Pop it)
Fuck on your bitch
She loving the clique (Loving it)
I play with her clit (Play with it)
She picking that bag
I make her do work and pay her in dick (Pay her with dick)
My cars are tint (Tinted)
Put the stars in Vics
No flaws, ten cars fit in my garage
About to ménage a bitch (Bitch!)
I got her number, got head from her
Then I'm never gonna call the bitch (Bitch)
Double R ghost with the stars in the ceiling
Foot out the window with the wrist (Fuck 'em up)
No need to talk, they know what it is
Don't fuck with the kid
I pull up and shoot at your wig and your kids
You fuck with the pigs
**** know who, **** know you
You told them who
Bring in the crew
Boom, boom
Kick down your door, boo boom, boom
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get your bread up
Parked the Bentley on the curb
Diamonds came out the earth (Ice)
Her pussy water wanna (Drippin', splash)
Her pussy water wanna surf (Water)
Auntie gotta pack of perks (Auntie)
Put a **** on a shirt (Go)
He pulled up and he hopped out
But I had to shoot the **** first
Took a bitch from the bottom
Name a pack, I done bought 'em
I met the plug at Ramada
Put the packs in the columns
Mac and cheese, no collards
Big Mac, no Whopper
Macintosh, no Apple
MAC-11 for the hackers
Hop out the robotic, this how I go 'bout it
Migos pulled up with Dracos, I don't low ride 'em
Yeah, he a man but the stick 'bout to hole wide 'em
Stick to the code who got shot
I don't know 'bout it
Who
Huh?
We selling bombs, Saddam
I smell more millions to come
We spend a hundred for fun
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talking cheap, boy, get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up

Writer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Ty Dolla $ign, Takeoff, Quavo, Offset.

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