[Intro]
Ayy, gang
Ayy, gang
Ayy, lil' Polo, man
You already know how I’m rockin' (Boom, boom, boom)
Look

[Verse]
Fuck 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 butterfly doors
I'm with three shooters, they all got a pole
Fuck 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
Bitches be eaters, they gettin' exposed
Can’t fell in love, I can not propose
Gang gettin’ to it and runnin' through hoes
She fuck 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 shit 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
Shit 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 fuck 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, bitch, I'm gon' leave him open
Stuck in my grandma house stompin' on roaches
Felt so much pain, shit, what I've been through is bogus
Thinkin' about hundreds would help me with copin'
That's why I get rich and I'll try to slow down
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
Gon' reach the top, I put that on my mom's
Bitch, I was destined to ball like LeBron
Bitch, 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' bitch just seen me and couldn't stay calm
Like I wear drip, got her wet like a pond
I tell her I need my space like I'm Tom
Keep all my bitches in check
And I swear that I love all my dogs like I'm Cesar Millan
Put gang on the map and shit with this rappin' shit
We gon' be runnin' the city like ron
Grew up around killers, finessers, and cons
Stakeout with them Cobras
Bitch we them snakes in the grass so be careful when mowin' your lawn
Opps ain't outside, they like to talk shit and hide
They only posted on Facebook.com
I bet they fall when we slide with them bombs
The AR a Tesla, n***a, no ran
We catch him 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, bitch