IFYKYK Pt. 1

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Lul Polo

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If you know you know I'm trained to blow
On farrow road I walk the streets, can't step in my hood for the free
You might just die on Oakley
Tinted car we know you sus we bound to clutch, ain't scared to bust
He a opp can't come around us, he seen my face that made him run
Uh, bitch, and motion ain't the problem
We sellin' boes back to back with no shake at the bottom
These niggas hoes I can't relate
I never ran, I never told, my fingers saw the case
My fingers saw the case, aye, Huh
This shit get serious in that field
I'm used to chasing niggas, my opps run like Tyreek Hill
I been gone for a minute, but I'm stacking up a mil
If you play with me today, that's gon' be another kill
I cannot be comfortable, I got my hand up on my blammer
Why you can't just come and sit up on my lap while I play Santa
Nigga claimed he really banging, tapped his ass, now he a dancer
I might feel a lil, but I'm gon' bust his ass, don't know the answer
Bet that nigga know now
Come from Red Bank, South Crack, where it go down
Come from Parklane baby, walking with a spray ground
I was trapping out the bricks, now I'm making plays now
We done found another spot, that ain't where we stay now
My mama knew I was a G, but I done got a K now
Trapping, making plays now, been a couple days now
Should've ran down on you pussy, but I changed my ways now
I ain't never ever scared, use these drugs to clear my head
I'm a grown man now, all these other niggas dead
That was Wockhardt on my covers, I ain't piss inside the bed
Know I told that hoe I love her, bae don't listen to what I said
All the white hoes call me Papa, mama should've named me Greg
You ain't really T1E, it hit the fan and you went fed
Putting glock up on the beat, and i'ma kill it til' it's dead
Watching niggas turn deceased, and this shit fucking up my head
I don't know what I'ma do if all this shit go wrong
Making plays day by day on my local flip phone
Talking bout your cousin dead, we get that nigga pissed on
My nigga look for me to run these beats and bring them sticks home
Said don't talk to him, he sassy when he got his blick on
Have motion, but it's different cause I got my clique on
Glock it got a dick on, niggas pussy get on
You my son, it's past 12, told that pussy get home
Get home, nigga
Up that stick it's at his dome
Know it's past 12, told that lil' nigga get home
Know it's past 12, why that bitch gon' call my phone

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