Songwriter: Polo G
Producer: DJ Pain 1
[Intro]
Aye aye
Lil Polo run it up
Gang, gang, gang
DJ pain 1
[Verse]
Big pistols is what I tote 'cauion love them,se is some niggas out here tryna take me out my glow
In this game you gon' either be a pointer
You gon' score extended clips get emptied out and turn a nigga to a ghost
I'm a gucci gang nigga out of thirteen double o
Never beat around the bush get to the point let niggas know
Money fixin' everything that wasn't right when I was broke
Up a roll everyday it's only right I do the most
Bitches see me tryna come up will then get a dollar note
Hoes ain't nothing I don't love them I just pipe them in they throat
Couple bitches in the kitchen, make them work like Rihanna
You can catch me in the trap fixin' up some proper
Whole gang in this bitch, we got uzis and choppers
Play that block at FTE
Before I go and snatch a soul
Bitch we pull up get to drummin
Now your favorite rapper gone
1300 ain't no strip club, but we got a lot of poles
Flip through our block get your car flipped
Don't get sent out
Gucci gang some demons they want niggas to piss off
30 get to rockin' till that clip fall like Chris Paul
That rocket get to smokin' like it getting ready for lift off
FN make 'em dance, knock your clothes back with criss cross
It's a fact run up on Tim you gon' limp off
Since you like to run your mouth that MAC rip your lips off
All my homies throwin' up Cs but we don't crip walk
Lil G he stay wit me, he suspicious then he gon' shoot
Niggas think they scam me saying what they gon do
Bitch I keep 2 bangers, play crazy if you want to
Name my steel, Doctor Phill cause they like to solve problems
Takin' all these shots for my team, I'm a ball hogger
For my niggas ride till I die like I'm Paul Walker
Look, I be off the drugs, geek like a white boy
All blastin' dead niggas slide every night boy
I fuck with the cobras, breeze 4's, and the Vice Lords
Hollows lift his soul and his ass up to Christ boy
See em we gon heat em shooting shit on sight boy
I'm the fuckin demon that yo main bitch like boy
Both us got straps we ain't even got to fight for
Wasn't always like this, used to be a nice boy
Now I'm with the gang members, slidin' with the pipes boy
If you with the opps shit, we gon take your life boy
Every time that we hop out they take flight boy
Young nigga bound to be the greatest, bitch I'm Mike Jordan
I'm the mofuckin' man you can't deny that shit
And I know I look like a stain please don't try that shit
Empty out the whole drum when I fry that bitch
This glizzy on me I might live and die by that shit
Have a bitch nigga duckin' his taco his back shot
Made him burp up a hollow
Yeah I'm CPD can't fuck the blue and white Tahoe
I'm the hottest young nigga coming out of Chicago
[Outro]
Gang, bitch ay ay ay gang gang gang
Say it's mister do too much
Grew up in this struggle man that shit was kinda rough
Now I'm getting money, my pockets kinda buff
They like Polo run it up ay
They say lil polo run it up ay
DJ pain one
Aye aye
Lil Polo run it up
Gang, gang, gang
DJ pain 1
[Verse]
Big pistols is what I tote 'cauion love them,se is some niggas out here tryna take me out my glow
In this game you gon' either be a pointer
You gon' score extended clips get emptied out and turn a nigga to a ghost
I'm a gucci gang nigga out of thirteen double o
Never beat around the bush get to the point let niggas know
Money fixin' everything that wasn't right when I was broke
Up a roll everyday it's only right I do the most
Bitches see me tryna come up will then get a dollar note
Hoes ain't nothing I don't love them I just pipe them in they throat
Couple bitches in the kitchen, make them work like Rihanna
You can catch me in the trap fixin' up some proper
Whole gang in this bitch, we got uzis and choppers
Play that block at FTE
Before I go and snatch a soul
Bitch we pull up get to drummin
Now your favorite rapper gone
1300 ain't no strip club, but we got a lot of poles
Flip through our block get your car flipped
Don't get sent out
Gucci gang some demons they want niggas to piss off
30 get to rockin' till that clip fall like Chris Paul
That rocket get to smokin' like it getting ready for lift off
FN make 'em dance, knock your clothes back with criss cross
It's a fact run up on Tim you gon' limp off
Since you like to run your mouth that MAC rip your lips off
All my homies throwin' up Cs but we don't crip walk
Lil G he stay wit me, he suspicious then he gon' shoot
Niggas think they scam me saying what they gon do
Bitch I keep 2 bangers, play crazy if you want to
Name my steel, Doctor Phill cause they like to solve problems
Takin' all these shots for my team, I'm a ball hogger
For my niggas ride till I die like I'm Paul Walker
Look, I be off the drugs, geek like a white boy
All blastin' dead niggas slide every night boy
I fuck with the cobras, breeze 4's, and the Vice Lords
Hollows lift his soul and his ass up to Christ boy
See em we gon heat em shooting shit on sight boy
I'm the fuckin demon that yo main bitch like boy
Both us got straps we ain't even got to fight for
Wasn't always like this, used to be a nice boy
Now I'm with the gang members, slidin' with the pipes boy
If you with the opps shit, we gon take your life boy
Every time that we hop out they take flight boy
Young nigga bound to be the greatest, bitch I'm Mike Jordan
I'm the mofuckin' man you can't deny that shit
And I know I look like a stain please don't try that shit
Empty out the whole drum when I fry that bitch
This glizzy on me I might live and die by that shit
Have a bitch nigga duckin' his taco his back shot
Made him burp up a hollow
Yeah I'm CPD can't fuck the blue and white Tahoe
I'm the hottest young nigga coming out of Chicago
[Outro]
Gang, bitch ay ay ay gang gang gang
Say it's mister do too much
Grew up in this struggle man that shit was kinda rough
Now I'm getting money, my pockets kinda buff
They like Polo run it up ay
They say lil polo run it up ay
DJ pain one
Unreleased Songs
- Welcome Back
- School of Hard Knocks
- Talk Nice
- For My Brothers
- Suited Up*
- Trenches
- Red Dead
- Grey Clouds*
- Pillow Talk*
- Palace*
- Make It Home
- Orange Interior*
- Foreign
- Defense
- Chaperones*
- Evergreen
- Different Breed*
- Backseat
- My Story
- My Brother
- No Hook
- No Hook Pt. 2
- No Peace
- Everybody*
- Loose Screws
- Misunderstood*
- Run It Up
- Bad Path
- ON FYE (Remix)
- Payroll*
- Woo Shit
- Angels In The Sky*
- Clueless (Demo)