Polo G – For My Fans Freestyle

Polo G – For My Fans Freestyle Lyrics

Artist: Polo G
Song: For My Fans Freestyle

PART I – BEAT BOX
Lil’ Capalot (Lil’ Capalot), b#tch (b#tch), haha (Haha)
(Damn E, this sh#t exclusive)
On foenem, man, you know we in this b#tch, ganged out

Yeah, yeah, yeah, gang, gang (Gang, gang)
FN knock his head off, f#ck the jakes, we sped off
Dissin’ on the ‘net ’bout Ed and lil’ bit’ got his mans chalked
We gon’ take his life, b#tch, that’s how much dissin’ the dead cost

I put that lil’ bag up on his wig, he got his dreads bald
Tried to run, them bullets hawked him down, we left his legs crossed
We can speak ’bout b#tches or this money, don’t do fed talk
Hundreds on my wrist watch, AP make her lick c#ck

In a mansion I bought mama, with my lil’ sis’ makin’ TikToks
Lil’ Joe let that stick pop, smoke opps out the ziplock
We gon’ leave a brick shot, chase him out his flip-flops
Catch him on the day, you play with us and get your b#tch shot

See them lights and take ’em on the chase, don’t do no pitstops
Too turnt gang, we drop the rakes, kill ’em, what my chopper say
f#ck it, let that chopper spray, caught him snoozin’, shot his face
I was taught to get close on your man, don’t shoot from blocks away

I call my lil’ killer, “What’s the plan? Let’s whack an opp today”
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, b#tch (b#tch)
PART II – WHOOPTY
See like, this sh#t really be easy to me like, I don’t know, like

You feel me? I do sh#t when I get bored, aight, you feel me?
This rap sh#t just like second nature
On bro, Lil’ Capalot, man
(Pxcoyo killed this beat, b#tch)

Flukey, I heard he went out so flukey
Just enough facts that his #ss was a goofy
I’m from all parts where we do it for Gucci (Huh)
Gucci, switch it up to the Prada or Louis

Whole lotta clips for this chopper, no movie
Like JT, b#tch, I got a lil’ Uzi (Uh)
Hop out that Impala, swingin’ his chopper
We cook his noodles like pasta

We gon’ spend like a watch to wipe out his rasta
He gon’ need God, f#ck a doctor
.40 punch like a boxer, hit him up proper
We don’t need heat from the coppers

Voices singin’ like operas, wake his whole block up
We give shots out like it’s vodka
I can teach you some sh#t, n#gg#, pay attention
When I stepped in the game, they like “Wait a minute”

Now it’s mansions, man, we came from bas#ment livin’
I was trappin’ and still had some cases pendin’
Came a long way from stuck in that station sittin’
He can’t keep up with me, ’cause my payments different

On the road with my demons, got Satan grinnin’
Now we up on the opps, and they hate me winnin’, b#tch
PART III – NO MORE PARTIES
(jayygostupid!)

Turn the beat up, turn the beat up, turn it
Mmm, mmm
Pop out, some killers at night time
Grew up with some villians, we don’t fight crime

Hope you peepin’ the right side (Uh)
Or they gon’ be watchin’ his lifeline
I hate you, I love you, then it’s f#ck you, can’t trust you
True colors gon’ bust through

Relationships get hard and we all got one person we stuck to
sh#t f#ckin’ long, ’cause my bucks blue and my truck new
Hell, nah, don’t invite me to your function
We’ll light it up for nothin’, keep a pipe, know how we comin’

What’s my age? I’m 1300
All this fame be hard to stomach
From all that pain and all that sufferin’
Like I got survivors guilt from my past, I’m always runnin’, uh

Glock Gen5, no safety and them shooters hot like KD
Told God to “Grab my hand, I’m only gon’ go as far as you take me”
Know a closed mouth don’t get fed, so I told him “f#ck you n#gg#, pay me”
For the gang flag I’m a patriot, goin’ G.O.A.T. status like Brady

Mmm, ooh, mmm, mmm
(Pull up with a few goons, they some loose screws
Glocks blast, R.I.P. to you)
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Release Year: 2021