
Push Up SG Tip (Ft. Smokepurpp & Yung Bans)
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[Intro: Smokepurpp]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Purpp, huh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Yeah I push up (push up), roll the window down (roll the, yeah)
Put 'em in the circus, they some fuckin' clowns
He's your mans then he gets touched 'cause you fuckin' clown
Got an AR with the titties, that's a hundred rounds (Lil Purpp)
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
Yeah I push up (push up), roll the window down (Lil Purpp)
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
[Verse 1: SG Tip]
Yeah I'm smokin' purple, in the backseat
Shoot a hundred rounds, turn you to a track meet
Your baby daddy is a vegan, he don't want no beef
Pull down on your block, it's a street sweep
Late night drive-by, you don't get no sleep
New face on the block, nigga who is he?
The Glock got a thunderbolt like OKC
I ain't never acting gangster, nigga this just me
Pay me what you owe, I can't show no slack
I lose a ho every week, feelings all I lack
Three percs at a time just like tic-tacs
Your baby mama beggin' bitch, she need to get back
Yeah, yeah, Lil Purpp, huh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Yeah I push up (push up), roll the window down (roll the, yeah)
Put 'em in the circus, they some fuckin' clowns
He's your mans then he gets touched 'cause you fuckin' clown
Got an AR with the titties, that's a hundred rounds (Lil Purpp)
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
Yeah I push up (push up), roll the window down (Lil Purpp)
Got an AR with some titties, that's a hundred rounds
[Verse 1: SG Tip]
Yeah I'm smokin' purple, in the backseat
Shoot a hundred rounds, turn you to a track meet
Your baby daddy is a vegan, he don't want no beef
Pull down on your block, it's a street sweep
Late night drive-by, you don't get no sleep
New face on the block, nigga who is he?
The Glock got a thunderbolt like OKC
I ain't never acting gangster, nigga this just me
Pay me what you owe, I can't show no slack
I lose a ho every week, feelings all I lack
Three percs at a time just like tic-tacs
Your baby mama beggin' bitch, she need to get back
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