lirik lagu polo g - untitled*
[intro: yungliv]
mmm, we pull up [?], yeah~yeah~yeah~yeah, ayy
(what’s the word, c4?)
[verse 1: yungliv]
i been stackin’, runnin’ up them rackies in the trenches
with my n~ggas, f~ck the opps, we dump the district
i ain’t signin’ on no~deal unless they talkin’ ’bout some figures
put that bag on top your head, and have your partner come and k!ll you
i know sometimes i be turnt up, they claim they left my homie burnt up
ain’t no way we can chill, this [?] will k!ll and get your head pumped
this bl!cky with me, if it get to fishy we gon’ send it up
we get busy, i ain’t hard to find, you ain’t look hard enough
down bad, i was just down bad on my ass
i started with a couplе racks, i lost some more and got them back
thеy grip my homie ’cause the other side was workin’ with the feds
when i got caught up for them things, they said, “then go ’round and ask”
i be trippin’ off them things, i pop the x, get in my bag
i don’t like totin’ normal bl!cks, all these glocks got some’ attached
that b~tch go “brrrt”, and that’s another n~gga, pack cool where i’m at
them n~gga’s sweet for that lil wayne sh~t that we did, they ain’t get back
we got the drop on all y’all, i’m just deciding who to whack
lil’ bro will pull up and let off a couple shots from out this tec
so we don’t sit at restaurants, these n~ggas mad, i’m in my act
we pull up on him, he take off but he ain’t faster than this mac
pour a double cup of coolie, b~tchy, i’m litty, opps ain’t f~ckin’ with me
hunnid clip the drac’, the police said we f~ckin’ up the city
since my lil’ homie die, go ask the opps they [?] k!ll him
forever we still slidin’, i’m with g~boy, mr. go and get him
[verse 2: polo g]
them lil’ shorties dangerous, they’ve been blocked just for the h~ll of it
we gon’ keep on lampin’, b~tch, that’s how you let that pressure hit
all my homie like is shootin’ dice and shootin’ at the bricks
ever since my lil’ bro brothers die, he always kept a stick
i remember hustlin’ and robbin’, tryna catch a l!ck
i was out there needy, been that field like colin kaepernick
my lil’ snipers, they don’t give a f~ck, man, they’ll whack a b~tch
i just sent the addy to her dm, now my mansion lit
splatter sh~t, foenem pop out cussin’, let that hammer spit
stingy with my ex, you can’t touch this, no mc hammer sh~t
always by my lonesome or i’m linkin’ up with my savages
think twice ‘fore you run~up or my gun get to clappin’ sh~t
sundown ’til the sun up, pick a gun up, who you ridin’ with?
you would think the block a barbershop the way we linin’ sh~t
can’t wait for the summer, glocks with drums, we got all kinds of sh~t
my lil’ n~gga, he don’t got it all, he get to spazzin’ quick
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