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Polo G

Taurus Tremani Bartlett (born January 6, 1999), known professionally as Polo G, is an American rapper from Chicago, Illinois. He is best known for his song with Bronx rapper, Lil Tjay, "Pop Out", which has amassed over 50 million views on YouTube and peaked at number 22 on the Billboard Hot 100. Lately, He has released his new album “The Goat”, peaking at #1 on the Most Listened Albums Of the Year. more »

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(MIA JAY C)
Ha
Nah, for real (I hear you, JAY C)

Ha (ha), every time I see my opps, I'm gon flip shit (ha, no cap)
In the field, John Madden, it's a hit stick (ayy)
I ain't goin' back broke, I do rich shit (ayy)
I f*ck my hoes on a pile of money, I got rich quick (ha)
Too rich to go on drills, so I send hits (ha)
If rap don't work for me, I know how to flip bricks (nah)
I don't f*ck with nobody, I'm a misfit (no, I don't)
I really spent like ten thousand on this fit (no cap)

I ain't gon' lie, lately I been on my Rick shit
Ain't gotta turn the lights on 'cause my wrist lit ('cause my wrist)
This ain't no lil' boy ice, this a big kit (no cap)
My bitch came with a bitch, my Drac' came with a kit (ha, baow)
I got like a hundred thousand in Amiris, ha (ha)
Nigga, I won't let a stylist get near me (ha)
I don't never see my opps out 'cause they fear me
Them boys only on the 'Gram tryna DM me, ha (ha)
I got a Palm Angels leather jacket on, nigga (no cap)
I rapped about my whole outfit on this song, nigga (no cap)
These ain't no regular goggles that I got on, nigga (ha)
These Chrome, nigga, ha (ha)
I'm young, but my money grown, nigga (ha, no cap)
Temper short, but my money long, nigga (no cap)
You ain't no real P, you are no hitter (ha)
I tell my young nigga, "Go," he gon' go get him (go get him)
Put a switch on the whip, hit like four niggas (brrt)
Nigga, I don't never trip 'cause I know killers ('cause I know killers)
Niggas always talkin' shit that don't know Skilla (ayy)
I'll get a nigga shot tomorrow like GloRilla (ha)
You can only hang with me if you spin shit (on the gang)
Nigga, all my ice water, I do trim shit (on the gang)
All my money blue, all my hoes slim-thick (on the gang)
We spin shit, double back if you don't hit shit (ha)
Ayy, I just got rich, my old niggas been rich (ha)
Man, give that bitch to me, you ain't gon' spin shit (ha)
I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch (ha)
Dollar got a road down the way, he let me send shit (he let me send shit)
Peace to the Gods (peace to the Gods)
I got shot one time and three niggas died (ha)
I cut everybody off, they keep bein' odd (ha)
Some shit I just really leave up to God (I just leave it up to God)
I'm tryna catch a hat, you can see it in my eyes (ha)
I'm the truth nigga, these niggas lyin' (lyin)
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas dyin'? (Dyin')
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas cryin'? (Cryin')
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas hidin'? (Hidin')
If I ain't on they ass, why my niggas slidin'? (Slidin')
My nigga slide by hisself, he shootin' and drivin' (ha)
Uh, ayy
Niggas don't talk shit to me, only fake pages (ha)
I let my lil' nigga slide 'cause they day ages ('cause they day ages)
I don't tell my niggas, "Stay safe," I say, "Stay dangerous"
Rich as f*ck, nigga (ha), wish me luck, nigga, ayy (ha)
Man, I got the other side sick as f*ck, nigga (sick as f*ck, nigga)
And f*ck the dead opps, dig him up, nigga (dig him up, nigga)
Ha 

Uh, gang, ayy
Don't respect no new opps, they just fake threats
I just bought some new Glocks with my pay slip
Standin' over him like-, take that, take that
Lil' bro the hottest in the city, they ain't even seen his face yet 
Plus he always masked up and he quick to blast somethin'
Got a contract with my killers, so I keep some cash up
Couple opps been goin' missin', I think they got bad luck
And it ain't no competition, nigga, they can't pass us
Back in, skull shit, new switches make 'em fall quick
We go run his ho and turn her mouth into a ball pit
If they ever cross that line of scrimmage, we gon' all blitz
.40 ringin', he got FaceTime, they wish that call missed
From Chiraq like I'm Sosa, I'm who these bitches love
Got blicks on us, mean muggin' while we in the club
He think he steppin', how we thuggin', we gon' give him slugs
Bitch, I'm a gangster like my cousin, it's just in my blood, bitch

Ha, every time I see my opps, I'm gon flip shit (ha)
In the field, John Madden, it's a hit stick
I ain't goin' back broke, I do rich shit
I f*ck my hoes on a pile of money, I got rich quick (ha)
Too rich to go on drill, so I send hits
If rap don't work for me, I know how to flip bricks
I don't f*ck with nobody, I'm a misfit
I really spent like ten thousand on this fit

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