Featuring: Scorey
Songwriter: Polo G Scorey
Producer: Tahj Money TnTXD
[Intro]
Pipe this shit up, TNT
Tahj Money
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up likе Craig Sager
[Verse 1: Polo G]
Picked up some drip from ovеrseas for my designer fetish
From robberies to shoppin' sprees, we was young and desperate
I'd rather get it off the block than work a nine-to-seven
I'm chasin' cake until it kill me, like I'm diabetic
These hot shells like a voice-mail, they leave a message
But that won't get bro out the ground, I had to accept it
Wish I could talk to all my dawgs like send a sign from Heaven
Future Hall of Fame, then he the GOAT, yeah, he gon' die a legend
Lavish lifestyle, make sure I hit the baddest broads
If he don't practice what he preachin', then his ass a fraud
Back against the wall, like, "Fuck the world" and all I had was God
Come from the struggle, bitch, we had it hard, uh
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
[Verse 2: Scorey]
Straight of off coolers, but them Rugers left them soldiers killed
Now I'm in Calabasas, smokin', spinnin' Rover wheels
They took his mans and now he hot that's how he 'posed to feel
Slide on the street, we seven deep, we tryna overkill
I was in them streets, I kept my heat like how that toaster feel
I can't tell my demons, "Keep the peace", because they 'posed to kill
Late night, Call of Duty, it get spooky, we was bangin'
Please don't speak on Zuly, with that toolie he was dangerous
We was fuckin' bitches in my room, yeah, that was gang shit
Now we stuffin' hollows in that Uzi, tryna change shit
Twisy re-arrange shit, hit 'em, leave 'em brainless
He gon' let it bark, don't give a fuck about surveillance
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
Pipe this shit up, TNT
Tahj Money
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up likе Craig Sager
[Verse 1: Polo G]
Picked up some drip from ovеrseas for my designer fetish
From robberies to shoppin' sprees, we was young and desperate
I'd rather get it off the block than work a nine-to-seven
I'm chasin' cake until it kill me, like I'm diabetic
These hot shells like a voice-mail, they leave a message
But that won't get bro out the ground, I had to accept it
Wish I could talk to all my dawgs like send a sign from Heaven
Future Hall of Fame, then he the GOAT, yeah, he gon' die a legend
Lavish lifestyle, make sure I hit the baddest broads
If he don't practice what he preachin', then his ass a fraud
Back against the wall, like, "Fuck the world" and all I had was God
Come from the struggle, bitch, we had it hard, uh
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
[Verse 2: Scorey]
Straight of off coolers, but them Rugers left them soldiers killed
Now I'm in Calabasas, smokin', spinnin' Rover wheels
They took his mans and now he hot that's how he 'posed to feel
Slide on the street, we seven deep, we tryna overkill
I was in them streets, I kept my heat like how that toaster feel
I can't tell my demons, "Keep the peace", because they 'posed to kill
Late night, Call of Duty, it get spooky, we was bangin'
Please don't speak on Zuly, with that toolie he was dangerous
We was fuckin' bitches in my room, yeah, that was gang shit
Now we stuffin' hollows in that Uzi, tryna change shit
Twisy re-arrange shit, hit 'em, leave 'em brainless
He gon' let it bark, don't give a fuck about surveillance
[Chorus: Polo G]
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
I'm with some niggas who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
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