Polo G - G63 (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Polo G - G63 (en) Lyrics
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Pull up, jumpin' out the 63 (Skrrt)
My car so foreign, valet park it,
he like, "Tip, please" (Please)
Carpets in the Cullinan for
a bitch knees (Hey)
My money up, she wanna love again, I'm
like, "Bitch, please" (Please)
My new Glock is like a drummer,
it's gon' kick, squeeze (Brrt)
Tryna go up every summer,
catch like six B's (Hey)
Uh, we could put shit under
off a ten-speed (Brrt)
Uh, I just pay my gunners
out my rich G's (Woo)
I'm like, "Bitch, please" (Please)
My wrist cost three (Three)
Runnin' to the money with no
sleep, exhausting (Go)
Dropped a tear watching my brother
in a coffin (Damn)
Eliantte on my neck, you
seen a dolphin (Water)
Brother switched up 'bout that check,
that nigga lost me (Switched)
Bulletproof when I come through,
so they don't off me (Hey)
Dreamin' 'bout that check, I had to
scheme to get that check (Scheme)
You went big, I can't forget and I
got demons in my chest (Demons)
We got switches, burn his flesh (Brrt)
I go Chrome Heart 'cause
I'm blessed (Chrome)
You ain't gang, then you a guest
Entertainin' none of my ex (Hey)
I got millions I invest
Ain't no rats, we ain't infested
We send shots and send
a message (Brrt)
Step on opps just like a pest (Step)
My car so foreign, valet park it,
he like, "Tip, please" (Hey)
Carpets in the Cullinan
for a bitch knees
Tryna go up every summer,
catch like six B's (B's)
Uh, we could put shit under
off a ten-speed (Hey)
Uh, I just pay my gunners
out my rich G's
Tryna score a point, that's for
the block where I was drafted
Different nigga, they confirm they
killed 'em, I was laughin'
Head-splitter, Glock with switches
spitter, they bought caskets
My crib bigger, out the mud, I'm
rich, I upped my fashion
Huh, count cash, uh, new Celine
Niggas fall off after hittin',
that's a new disease
My killers steppin', I can show
you what my troopers mean
We put attachments on our weapons
just to shoot with ease
Lil' foenem terrorize they block,
they wanna see me dead
I pray I see like fifty million
'fore I see the feds
Long live the guys and fuck an
opp, now all I see is red
My shorty fiendin', he be hot,
they only feed him meds, mmm
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