Pop Out Again Polo G (Ft. Gunna & Lil Baby)

[Intro]
(JD On Tha Track)
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)

[Chorus: Polo G]
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

[Verse 1: Polo G]
She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
If her friend ain't fuckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
Runnin' through them hundreds, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide