Foreign Polo G (Ft. Trippie Redd)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yo, Pi'erre, Yo, Pi’erre
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Uh, yeah, huh
Spent two hundred bands on a foreign car, yeah
Fuckin' on this bitch like she's a pornstar, yeah
I’m just in Japan with a foreign broad, yeah

[Verse: Polo G]
I watch my back in the streets and I stay with the heat
Where I'm from all the drillers apply
Murder been stuck on my mind, wanna spark everyday
Used to think about killin' the opps
Maybe I'm savage, I am not regular
I like how thirty clips fit in the Glock
One of the folks died, it was shots fired
We ain't duckin', we still on the block
We went out huntin' for him, got they back turned
While we clutchin' and bendin’ the block
I got a lemon squeeze on the XD
We ain’t playin', we pullin’ his top
I got a plaque and I went number one
Shouldn't be hard to see if I'm winnin' or not
Hard to compete with me if you got a question
If they verse was written or not
I been off X pills, fuckin’ bad hoes
While I'm smilin' and chill at the top
All the fans say "Polo the greatest"
They like how I'm spittin'
Like when they gon' give him his props?
They need a wet floor sign when I pull up
Because a nigga be drippin' a lot, ayy