"PoleSticks" lyrics
Maybelline, Maybelline, sipping purple
Maybelline, Maybelline, sipping purple, Purple jeans
Maybelline, Maybelline, sipping purple, Purple jeans
I put Wocky in the cream, bad bitches on my team
Whole pint in my jeans, Fendi accessories
Five-fifty for my tee, spent a milly on the fleet
I need a quarter mil' a week, I put Gucci on my feet
If I let off sixty shots, who gon' call the police
If I pull up wit' a Glock, then it hold 33
I'd buy that bitch Dior, then I call her for a week
I might go and buy some Buffs, just to put em' on my tee
I was gone on vacation, [?]
It be flavors in my wood, you be smoking fake weed
How is you gon' tell me that lean ain't made for me
Take the panties off a pint, can we get some privacy
I like Prada's with the strap, I don't really like the string
I don't care about no money, can no [?] hang wit' me
Shit I catch a lot of vibes, I can't tell you what I need
I don't have no rich dreams, cause I'm really living it
Can't get head while I'm driving, we'd end up in a ditch
Just put that little money up, it can't even get me a fit
If I buy 16, Imma pour the whole bitch
I don't need no security, we got heavy PoleSticks
I wake up to something cold, you got a heavy [?] bitch
Fat wood of exotic, Imma face the whole bitch
Doing donuts in the Porsche, you don't know how those get
Maybelline, Maybelline, sipping purple, Purple jeans
Maybelline, Maybelline, sipping purple, Purple jeans
I put Wocky in the cream, bad bitches on my team
Whole pint in my jeans, Fendi accessories
Five-fifty for my tee, spent a milly on the fleet
I need a quarter mil' a week, I put Gucci on my feet
If I let off sixty shots, who gon' call the police
If I pull up wit' a Glock, then it hold 33
I'd buy that bitch Dior, then I call her for a week
I might go and buy some Buffs, just to put em' on my tee
I was gone on vacation, [?]
It be flavors in my wood, you be smoking fake weed
How is you gon' tell me that lean ain't made for me
Take the panties off a pint, can we get some privacy
I like Prada's with the strap, I don't really like the string
I don't care about no money, can no [?] hang wit' me
Shit I catch a lot of vibes, I can't tell you what I need
I don't have no rich dreams, cause I'm really living it
Can't get head while I'm driving, we'd end up in a ditch
Just put that little money up, it can't even get me a fit
If I buy 16, Imma pour the whole bitch
I don't need no security, we got heavy PoleSticks
I wake up to something cold, you got a heavy [?] bitch
Fat wood of exotic, Imma face the whole bitch
Doing donuts in the Porsche, you don't know how those get
