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letra de icy girl [remix] - polo g

[verse]
remember it was dark now i’m the star that’s shining brightly
i be doing me, don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like me
just don’t think it’s sweet before you be up on a white t
balling on ’em, checking sh-t, it’s like i’m signed to nike
want it, then i cop it, it don’t matter if it’s pricey
and this good d-ck got my b-tch acting feisty
if she cap too hard i might start feeling ray rice-y
headed to the top and n-gga, failing is unlikely
they like “you gon’ take it, huh?”
i told they -ss precisely
i been waiting long, f-ck i look like asking nicely
i’m t’d up cause i don’t take that twin ’em sh-t lightly
i be in the streets so guns and hot cars excite me
you can catch me posted where the gangsters and the hypes be
police steady flippin, got the block kinda spicey
i’m from 1300, we get money b-tch we trap a lot
keep that glizzy on me, always on me ion’ got to lie
baby i’m lil’ polo, i pop pills and i cap a lot
if i ain’t posted then i’m on the drill trying to catch an opp
might slide on folks just to see how this fn sound
i got like 30 in this b-tch, i’m letting off every round
another tragic moment
another dead child
now it’s graveyard
bow your head down
i’m speeding fast back to the hood, b-tch i’m set bound
bro called me laughing like, “you heard about that man down?”
they say too much, i laugh too, like “n-gga we don’t play around”
n-ggas be so with it until they get left on that d-mn ground
very anti social, never been the type to bro a n-gga
cut off game strong, i’ll act like i don’t know a n-gga
if it’s beef, put him on tv, that’s how we show a n-gga
in chiraq where ain’t no thinking twice, we’ll smoke a n-gga
starving in the slums, it don’t get no f-cking lower n-gga
anything can happen so you better hope jehovah witness
bullets like kurt angle, how they have a n-gga tapping out
so you bet not dangle or that hot sh-t bound to patch your scalp
hotnem on hot sh-t, if gucci say his name they blacking out
used to play them sports, we just thugging hard and trapping now
gang banging, drug dealing, and toting poles
remember high nights on the sho’, me and 40 gang 10 toes
on that corner i’m a hustler, but i ain’t one of the fo’s
shoot you, walk up, game face a n-gga, keep his casket closed, b-tch

- polo g

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