[Intro]
Yo, what's good bro
What's that
Bro of course I was at the fuckin' party
Bro the party was dead as fuck bro
Bro, Wolfie rolls up dawg
A likkle one-two make out sesh
Bro I had the bitches fucking wild dawg
They were scheming dawg it was fucking madness
Bro what do you even mean what I just said
It doesn't even matter what I said dawg
I'm fucking popular demand bro
[Hook]
Ridin in the hooptie, pull up in that minivan
We be catching groupies, every day I'm counting fans
Pull up with no hands, man she loving how I dance
Balla' on a budget, I be Popular Demand
Popular demand, homie, popular demand
Balla' on a budget, but I'm popular demand
Popular demand, I be popular demand
Balla' on a budget, I be popular demand
[Verse 1]
Six to the one-three, bad bitch in the front seat
Come through when I'm done me
Do you when I'm hungry, gold jewels and a blank tee
Ah
Can't hang with us, WolfPack in the booth and we dangerous
Paint it up, hang it up
Air it out, put it on, where it out
Wo-wo-Wolfie come through and they staring now
Movie-scene boy I be Paramount
Tear it down, then put a nigga that she care about
In the ground, in the clouds
They be askin' for his wearabouts
Take a breath, spread em out
Man I wouldn't you wearing out
Hope that you're the one that I'm sparing now
Got me feeling like the mayor now
My phone is buzzin that percussion when I'm on the move
Another subject it ain't nothing I ain't fond of you
Kick back, no nunchucks
Fuck a cuff, do what I want to do
Hate to be the topic of discussion, I'm the connoisseur
I make the rules, break the rules, make no mistakes the rule
Set and follow, boy you didn't get the motto
Guess you hollow, floating in the depths of Pollo
Ah, ridin' with my team I feel like I'm the man
Back up in this party Popular Demand
[Hook]
Ridin in the hooptie, pull up in that minivan
We be catching groupies, every day I'm counting fans
Pull up with no hands, man she loving how I dance
Balla' on a budget, I be Popular Demand
Popular demand, homie, popular demand
Balla' on a budget, but I'm popular demand
Popular demand, I be popular demand
Balla' on a budget, I be popular demand
[Interlude]
And they know
When I step up into the spot
Silence, I just make the crowd stop
Real shit and they know
Don't give a damn who you be
I be flexin my nigga, young Wolfie
That's right and they know
The kid's coming with the heat
Keep doing you and Imma do me
That's right and they know
That shit's so fire when I speak
They tune in, I ain't talkin tv
[Verse 2]
Do this all day
You niggas act up like Broadway
Then I'm insure you niggas fall way
Way way back, my nigga Allstate
I talk way too much, but my shit's backed up
My nigga hallway
I'm priority always
Cause I cook up, my nigga saute
You all say
(girls) "Wolfie, wolfie, wolfie he's so Godly"
JK, I'm fakin
That shit would make my day
For some reason they want me around
Like my nigga concave
Shits messed up, but imma keep making moves
Son I've had a long day
Young nigga, I be cruisin backseat speaking blasphemy
My demand is high, I just ask clubs and they will blast for me
Look, I be popular, nocular, dense like a hoculer
You watching her, binoculars
You're stalking her, watching her
Man I ain't got no time for her
[Hook]
Ridin in the hooptie, pull up in that minivan
We be catching groupies, every day I'm counting fans
Pull up with no hands, man she loving how I dance
Balla' on a budget, I be Popular Demand
Popular demand, homie, popular demand
Balla' on a budget, but I'm popular demand
Popular demand, I be popular demand
Balla' on a budget, I be popular demand
