I might f*ck up my whole re-up on some polo shit
I ain't worried what she say cause I can't trust a bitch
I just cashed out at the dealer bought another whip
I just ran off on the plug that's like the third lick
I might f*ck up my whole re-up on some polo shit
I ain't worried what she say cause I can't trust a bitch
I just cashed out at the dealer bought another whip
I just ran off on the plug that's like the third lick
She just woke up snort that cocaine on the dresser
I'm a young fly nigga and finnesser
I might run off on you shorty who you testing
Coming from the dirty we got Glocks and Smith & Weston's
I just want to f*ck you shorty ain't no need to talk
Catch me bucking in my coupe because I used to walk
Now my pockets look like thy pads oh la la la la
Hear them niggas say they got it but i know they don't
You a broke boy you can't even come around my zone
Shooters around me might knock off your domb
I just want to cop the ghost and buy my moms a home
I'm still on my gang shit can't change up on my bro's
From the west were we pop xans and ride around with poles
Used to be a broke boy I had to get some doe
I was trapping down town where them junkies go
I'm still riding around the city with my eyes closed
I might f*ck up my whole re-up on some polo shit
I ain't worried what she say cause I can't trust a bitch
I just cashed out at the dealer bought another whip
I just ran off on the plug that's like the third lick
I might f*ck up my whole re-up on some polo shit
I ain't worried what she say cause I can't trust a bitch
I just cashed out at the dealer bought another whip
I just ran off on the plug that's like the third lick