Polo G – Bad Man Lyrics

 

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Lil Capalot, ****, ha

Smooth criminal, Mike Jack
And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back
Pull that TEC out just to make a statement
He gon’ need a body bag or a night sack
He a ****, he’ll fold under pressure
I can tell from his posture, man, he ain’t really like that
Mama told me, “I don’t care if you scared
Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back”
We’ll beat his **** if he try to throw the folks up
What’s all that **** you was sayin’ like you was so tough?
They gon’ have to carry your mans if he approach us
Creepin’ in, that glizzy’ll blam when we get close up
Rich-**** gangster, my gun match the color of my car
Any sudden movement and this **** go, “Fah, fah”
Bet I have him huggin’ Allah
I’m the G.O.A.T., I’m a thug, I’m a star

Youngin’ tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin’, better keep a .40 cal’ by the seat
He was bangin’ wrong till they found him deceased
It’s a whole lot of evil roamin’ ’round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin’ in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin’ out, “No way”
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?

Still on that ****, MJ
Really one of the hottest, and I never dropped a mixtape
All my life, had to risk-take
But if they come and try me, .40 kickin’ till my wrist break
Let anybody in this **** play
I’ma have my C’s leave his **** in the ground with a stiff face
Where I’m from, all the killers turn hood legend
And they known through them blocks like Dikembe
Totin’ on something bigger than The Great Khali
Thirty shots’ll knock him down like Muhammad Ali
Do the race, scratch off in a Trackhawk Jeep
Catch him lackin’, then it’s R.I.P., ****

Youngin’ tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin’, better keep a .40 cal’ by the seat
He was bangin’ wrong till they found him deceased
It’s a whole lot of evil roamin’ ’round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin’ in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin’ out, “No way”
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?