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BITCH
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Polo G
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Ayy, gang Ayy, gang Ayy, lil' Polo, man You already know how I’m rockin' (Boom, boom, boom) Look F**k working a pack, need my wrist In a bowl Baggin' them keys and start hittin’ the road Where we meetin' up, that location disclosed Hop out the Tesla with b***erfly doors I'm with three shooters, they all got a pole F**k up the transaction, they takin' your soul See them gon' blow like it's somethin' in they nose You ride with your brothers, get blicked with your bros B*t*hes be eaters, they gettin' exposed Can’t fell in love, I can not propose Gang gettin’ to it and runnin' through hoes She f**k up her knees for the team like D Rose I be flexin’ and I get in my mode Don't play by the rules but I stick to the code Tired of the basic, this sh*t gettin' old I used to dream like I got drafted by somebody team Like, one day I'm goin’ to play with the pros I used to drip, walk through Cottage Grove Lost a few members then my heart got cold Got kicked outta school and started losin' control Sh*t started fast-forwarding Now I'm in that booth just recordin' 'Cause my story need to be told When I cash the check, I'm goin' to f**k from the store 'Cause I wanted Jordans but my mom couldn't afford 'em To get every pair is the goal Chasin' the high when I felt at my lowest When I went broke, it was time to go pokin' Sayin' you not goin', that Glizzy start smokin' Better be aware of this Glizzy I'm totin' .40 start clappin' and causin' commotion Drop on the ground and his spirit start floatin' Like he can't shoot, b*t*h, I'm gon' leave 'em open Stuck in my grandma house stompin' on roaches Felt so much pain, sh*t, what I've been through is bogus Thinkin' about hundreds was helpin' me with copin' That's why I get rich and stop tryin' to smoke I'm workin' hard like I need a promotion Playin' my cards right and stackin' my tokens I said I got it, they thought I was jokin' Really start rappin', now I'm who they're quotin' Know I'm goin' to make it, just gotta stay focused Goin' to top off, I put that on my mom's B*t*h, I was destined to ball like LeBron B*t*h, I'm goin' to live like a king or a don I need the key to that Benz in my palm Pull up and flex on these n***as like prom Yo' b*t*h had seen me and couldn't stay calm Like I walk drip, got her wet like a pond I tell her I need my space like I'm Tom Keep all my b*t*hes in check And I swear that I love all dogs like I'm Cesar Millan Put gang on the map and sh*t with this rappin' sh*t We gon' be runnin' the city like ron And all the killers, finessers, and cons Stakeout with them Cobras B*t*h with them snakes in the gra** Be careful when you mowin' your lawn I stay outside, they like to talk sh*t and hide When they postin' on Facebook.com I bet they throw when we slidin' with bombs The AR, Tesla, n***a, no ran We catch them snoozin', you goin' to be alarmed Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm, b*t*h
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