Humberto Balam - Pull Up Lyrics

Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?

Creeping up out my grave where I lay night and day thinking of
What to say when I spark the blunt and burn the flame
Never the same beat you at your own game where I aim is the top
I ain't ever gon' stop pop pop 'till you drop

Rising up out the flames never want to change never want to
Get engaged rather buy some chains turn the hood into a shooting rage
With the twelve gauge I be like the plague even while looking deranged
Walk around with blood stains

Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?

Self sabotage while I be rising up out the fog swerving in a black whip
With the glock on my hip get off my tip don't trip walking around wrist list
I am a total misfit get it I don't got a love life I don't love life
Suffering with pain it's always been the same never been alright all right
Let me treat it medication won't defeat it so I might as well get higher than a kite

Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?
Riding down the block got my Glock cocked I'm ready for a hit
Scoping out the scenery?