Paroles de la chanson G63 par Polo G

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Paroles de la chanson G63 par Polo G

[Polo G & Offset]
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)

[Offset]

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)
Elliantte 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)

[Polo G & Offset]
Pull up, jumpin' out the 63 (Skrrt)
My car so foreign, valet park it, he like, "Tip, please" (Hey)
Carpets in the Cullinan for a bitch knees
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 (B's)
Uh, we could put shit under off a ten-speed (Hey)

Uh, I just pay my gunners out my rich G's

[Polo G]
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

[Polo G & Offset]
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

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