Wolfacejoeyy - ​pull up with a stick lyrics

[Chorus] 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 b*tch I pull up wit' a stick, Beyblade, let it rip I don't rock no Dickies, hoe, I rock Rick's, uh He a capper, that lil boy a b*tch 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 [Post-Chorus] 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 Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu b*tch, we buss it, I won't takе 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) [Verse] b*tch, let's get it, tell 'em I said it b*tch, I'm that ni**a, I forgot to mention fu*king on two best friends, Freddie Benson Shawty keep bugging me, she want attention Uh, she said, "Are you my obsession?" She bugging me, try thinking you need [?] She poppin' the Perc' and she go to ascension The Glocky gon' put him in different dimensions b*tch, let's get it, no [?], we [?] Got this [?] all over my linen Free all my ni**as that's locked in that prison We get to the cheese and we get to the chicken These ni**as be talking, but I will not listen Tell that pussy boy keep his opinion Rockstar sh*t, we don't ask for permission Black and white diamonds, you know that we glistening (Okay, okay, okay) [Chorus] 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 b*tch I pull up wit' a stick, Beyblade, let it rip I don't rock no Dickies, hoe, I rock Rick's, uh He a capper, that lil boy a b*tch 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 [Post-Chorus] 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 b*tch, 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 no gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)