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pole joe - pilate lyrics

[chorus]
car don’t got no mileage
get an escort
in a lambo’, cops all around it
you tryna be lonely, but i don’t need no stylist
at the airport, got my own private pilot
rule the world, i feel like pontius pilate
don’t need speed, ’cause my car got all muscle
you can hate me, but don’t disrespect the hustle
eating food, you could save the leftovers for lunch though
pulled up, boy messaging, but you know i don’t give a—

[verse 1]
spread your girl’s legs open, like i’m being moses
using nuclear bombs like i am the potus
destroying your home, like a bug i am a locus
your homie in jail and he wonderin’ whеre the soap is
i’m in herе for business and he wonderin’ where the dope is
when you start spittin’ raps i’m wonderin’ where the door is
mystical creatures, got a griffin it ain’t lois
it’s party time, but we ran out of confetti
thought it’s pizza time, but we started seeing freddy
pole on baby soundin’ good, this song is crazy
must think i’m on call of duty, why you tryna faze me?
gonna smash you into pieces like a reese’s
when we watch a scary movie, she get freaky
go to bear creek and what you tryna teach me?
if i go to jail they still gonna free me
[refrain]
gonna smash you into pieces like a reese’s
when we watch a scary movie, she get freaky
go to bear creek and what you tryna teach me?
if i go to jail they still gonna free me
gonna smash you into pieces like a reese’s
when we watch a scary movie, she get freaky
go to bear creek and what you tryna teach me?
if i go to jail they still gonna free me

[chorus]
car don’t got no mileage
get an escort
in a lambo’, cops all around it
you tryna be lonely, but i don’t need no stylist
at the airport, got my own private pilot
rule the world, i feel like pontius pilate
don’t need speed, ’cause my car got all muscle
you can hate me, don’t disrespect the hustle
eating food, you could save the leftovers for lunch though
pulled up, boy messaging, but you know i don’t give a f—

[interlude]
like, i don’t really get why they tryna act tough, though
like, i think y’all ’bout to—
that’s not the truth is it?
[verse 2]
that’s not the truth
that’s not the truth is it?
go over to his house and we’ll pay him a visit
i already said this but my racks unfinished
i swear to god if i had a fight i would win it
if i ever lost it’s because they cheatin’
it’s hobba got it and he slobba dob it
and i’mma top it, i’m out the bottom
guys at the bank and his name is robin
and i swear to god you ain’t batman you robin
hobba got it she slobbin’ on it
shalaka, shalaka, ladaladalada
what you is never seen i got it
i ain’t stoppin’ ’til i even got it
know we ain’t leave this sh+t fightin’
yeah, we goin’ in like haba+haba
yeah, super slow
never really super slow

[chorus]
get an escort
in a lambo’, cops all around it
you tryna be lonely, but i don’t need no stylist
at the airport, got my own private pilot
rule the world, i feel like pontius pilate
don’t need speed, ’cause my car got all muscle
you can hate me, don’t disrespect the hustle
eating food, you could save the leftovers for lunch though
pulled up, boy messaging, but you know i don’t give a f—

- pole joe lyrics

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