Young Magic - Pulling Up lyrics

(Intro) (Young Magic on the beat) Yo Its Fredo, shout my n***a Blade Brown, HRB, Pattern Gang, BXB, free all my little homies man, free all my big bro's too, oi Blade come and show dem how we livin' bro! (Verse one: Fredo) While you was doing Netflix and chill, I was doing Z flips and deals I top my Lyca up by 20 quid, I'm 22 I'm selling bricks, my hoody cost me seven-fifth These bits don't work out I'm gonna pebble it, my b**h she in a red dress she looking devilish My face is hot, but my neck be cooler than a beverage I was sixteen, filling stash box with seven quid Them bankrolls, my young boy on the back road for the cash flow I've never introduced my dear mother to a bad hoe, that's my queen, in my teens, it was nuttin' but fiends, now I'm shopping in Balmain, it's nothing but jeans And in the jailhouse I'm keeping up nothing but greaze And every time I come home, gyal get on nothing but knees Cus she's a hooker b**h I'm in my kitchen cooking sh** Her a** is so fat bet my life you gotta look at it (Hook: Fredo) This is Fredo and I'm f**ing round with Blade B You see the diamonds round my neck you see it's AP Were pulling up in foreign cars these ain't no A3's I'm giving little n***a's pictures they don't say cheese And Blades a real OG, he don't say please These are cookies we ain't smoking on the same tree's Something ain't if you ain't with the same G's And if a p**y get shot, please don't say me (Verse 2: Blade Brown) It's BXB, Pattern Gang, One Call, Package Land Everybody in my team got AP, that's Hatton gang Sideman keep chatting man, don't take man for no rapper fam One page to that young boy and that (brap brap) will just flatten man It's like the industry wan be friends, I swear to god I can't pretend, I'm really from the deep end, where my n***as just beat skengs and they move packs to the weekend n***as wan watch my ting but I swear to god I don't pree dem Outcome is the in-ting, n***as rapping like they're kingpin Only got one dead line and that dead line don't ring ring Yeah I talk that plug talk cus I'm plugged up and I'm linked in Never seen and I rinse him, bare food we gotta rinse him Everybody just sound the same, everybody just sound the same If I bang my hammer, you bang your hammer man I swear to god it won't sound the same (man I swear to god it won't sound the same) Man this rap tings going down the drain If them boys run in the trap yeah everything's going down the drain (Hook: Fredo) This is Fredo and I'm f**ing round with Blade B You see the diamonds round my neck you see it's AP Were pulling up in foreign cars these ain't no A3's I'm giving little n***a's pictures they don't say cheese And Blades a real OG, he don't say please These are cookies we ain't smoking on the same tree's Something ain't if you ain't with the same G's And if a p**y get shot, please don't say me