Polo G – Go Stupid Lyrics

Go Stupid By Polo G

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Mike Will Made it
Lil Capalot, b—-, ha
Tay Keith, f— these n—– up

Hit this jug by the school, couldn’t wait ’til I got out of class
Used to stare at the clock and s—
Before all of this rap s—, I was gangbangin’
And doin’ highspeeds on the cops and s—
And I’m straight from the Chi’, but I ball like king
Up in Cali’ and shoot like Stojakovic
Keep applyin’ the pressure, I go on the run
And it ain’t no lettin’ it up, ain’t no stoppin’ this
Had to tell my little brother to chill, gotta stay in the house
Come outside, he be poppin’ s—
You ain’t heard about us, well you need to go watch the news
N—– know we be dropping s—
Got the feds on my a– in the hood
‘Cause they think I’m the one who been buyin’ them Glocks and s—
I’m just focusin’ on music
They say my last tape was a classic, but I got some hotter s— (Hotter s—)
Might be rocking a show, if I’m not up the stu’, then I’m f—— this cash out
Don’t you know Polo G, skinny, tall, with the dreads
That lil’ n—- be rappin’ his a– off
Yeah, I heard he got surgery
Still wanna climb from the back, just to see if her a– soft
Go like Harden with Rockets we blast off
Tried to throw us some bullets, but we made them fumble
Now you ain’t getting that pass out
Finna block, now I’m takin’ my mask off
Hit the gas like we racin’, speed off in them foreigns
And leave tire marks on the asphalt
It’s gonna be R.I.P. once your a– caught
He like front, we knockin his cap off
Another day, another chain, or a mac bowl
All this ice got me freezin’ like Jack Frost (4X)

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That boy a b—-, that’s his dad fault
If you play then you late, we can crash out (Let’s go)
When I’m up in his s—, bet his man down (Ooh)
[?] pullin’ them bands out (Cap)
D.O.A., b—- I catch your man off
A rockstar from the block, I stand out
Came from nothing, I fought my advance off
When I hit the game with my floor n—–, ran out, f— it (No, cap)
I’m not your average Joe
When I leave the house, I tuck it
I’m rich, I don’t shop with no budget
My little youngins want him a bucket
I hop on his b—- and run it (Uh)
If I said it, I seen it and done it (Uh, uh)
These lil’ n—– never rob nobody
Ain’t caught nobody, and ain’t getting no money (Cap)
Where I’m from, it’s sport to gunplay
We adopt to the killer and dealers
But even them n—– won’t make it out one day
I pop my first xan I been had hood fame (Yeah)
Took off like I was on the runway
I’m a star but still post on the runway
Them n—– talk, but don’t want play
We let them descent like the choir on Sunday

Yeah, yeah
Hop on this scene and I’m thuggin’
Big clock on my hip so you know that I’m pushin’
Catch me an opp, I’ma down him in public
The police keep askin’, I’m chagin’ the subject
Know where I grew up, man, a n—- was [?]
Why the f— you got a gun, you not gonna bust it
And the hundred round shots, I ain’t doin’ no tussin’
Drip a n—- [?] like he David Ruffin
I ain’t gon’ cap, I don’t even like rappin’
But I learned about wrappin’ them bodies and s—
F—– the b—-, and when I get done
I’ma up my clock and then rob the b—-
Catch a n—- when he clock out
I’ma get him wacked at his job and s—
And I dont know why the police keep f—— with me
‘Cause they ain’t stoppin s—, yeah
Spin on your block like a remix
Shoot him in the face, get his teeth licked
Extended clip like a broomstick
Shoot a flick like Netflix
Scratch an opp off the checklist
I just bought a gun off Craiglist
Shoot and opp in the brain, I’m leavin’ the stain
Only thing you see is red s—
If the police behind, we keep duckin’
My gun need some draws, he got nothin
Whole gang, we strapped on testos
If a n—- need play, he gon’ get bust, yeah
NLE, the Top Shotta, don dodda
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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