wolfacejoeyy - pull up with a stick lyrics
Joseph Badejo
[wolfacejoeyy - pull up with a stick lyrics]
Some love to the mob
Got some thotties on the Island
And a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but
This ain't no kebab, woah
Bitch, I pull up wit' that stick, Beyblade
Let it rip (22, what up?)
I don't rock no Dickies
Hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a bitch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me
Don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trеndy too
(Oh, yeah)
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
Bitch, wе buss it
I won't take a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a boo
Why you totin' that gun if
You not gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
Bitch, let's get it, tell 'em I said it
Bitch, I'm that nigga, I forgot to mention
Fucking on two best friends, Freddie Benson
Shawty keep bugging me, she want attention
Uh, she said, "Are you my obsession?"
She bugging me
Try think you need intervention
She poppin' the Perc' and
She go to ascension the Glocky gon' put him
In different dimensions
Bitch, let's get it, no Shawny, we grinchin
Got this KC all over my linen
Free all my niggas that's
Locked in that prison
We get to the cheese and
We get to the chicken
These niggas be talking
But I will not listen
Tell that pussy boy keep his opinion
Rockstar shit, we don't ask for permission
Black and white diamonds
You know that we glistening (Okay, okay)
Some love to the mob
Got some thotties on the Island
And a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but
This ain't no kebab, woah
Bitch, I pull up wit'
That stick, uh, Beyblade, let it rip
(22, what up?) i don't rock no Dickies
Hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a bitch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me
Don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trendy too
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
Bitch, we buss it
I won't take a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a boo
Why you totin' that gun if
You not gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
Got some thotties on the Island
And a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but
This ain't no kebab, woah
Bitch, I pull up wit' that stick, Beyblade
Let it rip (22, what up?)
I don't rock no Dickies
Hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a bitch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me
Don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trеndy too
(Oh, yeah)
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
Bitch, wе buss it
I won't take a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a boo
Why you totin' that gun if
You not gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
Bitch, let's get it, tell 'em I said it
Bitch, I'm that nigga, I forgot to mention
Fucking on two best friends, Freddie Benson
Shawty keep bugging me, she want attention
Uh, she said, "Are you my obsession?"
She bugging me
Try think you need intervention
She poppin' the Perc' and
She go to ascension the Glocky gon' put him
In different dimensions
Bitch, let's get it, no Shawny, we grinchin
Got this KC all over my linen
Free all my niggas that's
Locked in that prison
We get to the cheese and
We get to the chicken
These niggas be talking
But I will not listen
Tell that pussy boy keep his opinion
Rockstar shit, we don't ask for permission
Black and white diamonds
You know that we glistening (Okay, okay)
Some love to the mob
Got some thotties on the Island
And a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but
This ain't no kebab, woah
Bitch, I pull up wit'
That stick, uh, Beyblade, let it rip
(22, what up?) i don't rock no Dickies
Hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a bitch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me
Don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trendy too
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
Bitch, we buss it
I won't take a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a boo
Why you totin' that gun if
You not gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)