Lyrical Breakdown of Pull Up Actin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pull Up Actin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pull Up Actin" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that YoungBoy Never Broke Again employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(Lil Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
Pull up acting, I got diamonds in my necklace, uh (in my necklace)
I got money in my pockets, and I'm flexin' n— (uh, and I'm flexin')
Tote that ratchet, I'ma blast it if you acting n—
Point at your head, head home if you capping, n— (baow, baow)
Look I'm gone, but I got these b— all in my home
P— a— n— get no dap, introduce him to my chrome
Say they bust us off the flap, we gon' knock your head off
We gon' lay you in your last bed that your family bought (in your coffin)
What that's 'bout, pull up to your house (what that's 'bout? To your motherf—')
With them choppas, let, let 'em off (grrah, grrah)
I put a hundred on his head to knock him off (knock his a—)
Who wan' romp? (Who gon' run?)
B— come out (don Dada, bang your a—)
I'm with youngins and they bleeding, uh, uh, uh (blatt, blatt, blatt)
Can't drive the Rolls I'm full of X— so we smash in the coupe (what you on, five?)
Big chains on beaming like Zaytiggy let it boom (zaytiggy)
Big rings on f— that flower, throw him to the grooms
Pull up acting (pull up acting, n—), I got diamonds in my necklace, uh (in my necklace)
I got money in my pockets and I'm flexin' n— (uh, and I'm flexin')
Tote that ratchet, I'ma blast it if you acting n— (tote it, tote it, hit it, hit it)
Point at your head, head home if you capping, n— (baow, baow)
Look, I'm gone, but I got these b—s all in my home (in my home)
P— a— n— get no dap, introduce him to my chrome (to my chrome thang, baow)
Say they bust us off the flap, we gon' knock your head off (show 'em, bro)
We gon' lay you in your last bed that your family bought (your f— coffin, gang)
Pull up acting, with that Michael Draco in my hand (gang)
Top called him skelly for speaking on his clan (f— him)
PY a demon, he don't give a f— 'bout what you sayin' (f— him)
I be the reason that these n—s life come to an end (b—)
Wrecked that Bently at 16, I found out God was with me (with me, gang)
I blew 20 at 15, look how my diamonds hittin' (hit)
Jumped in the Trackhawk, do the dash, hope I don't crash the engine (boom, boom)
F— what he said, I want him dead, lil' b— get out my business (baow, business)
Pull up acting, I got diamonds in my necklace, uh (in my necklace)
I got money in my pockets and I'm flexin' n— (uh, and I'm flexin')
Tote that ratchet, I'ma blast it if you acting n— (tote it, tote it, hit it, hit it)
Point at your head, head home if you capping, n—
Look I'm gone, but I got these b—s all in my home
P— a— n— get no dap, introduce him to my chrome
Say they bust us off the flap, we gon' knock your head off (show him, bro)
We gon' lay you in your last bed that your family bought (your f—coffin)