33 Polo G
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[Intro]
(Yo, Ayo)
[Chorus]
High off ecstasy and that codeine what I'm sippin' (What I'm sippin')
This new Glock got thirty-three, Scottie Pippen (Scottie Pippen)
Bitch, all of my niggas bangin' C's like we Crippin' (Like we Crippin')
Girl, you got what I need, what I been missing (What I'm missing)
Let's take that chance, want you to see that I'm different (Oh)
Back then, tryna find myself, I couldn't believe how I was trippin' (Oh)
No neighbors in the mountains, palm trees, that's how I'm living (That's how I'm living)
Every time that I pop out, bustdown VVs, designer drippin' (Designer drippin')
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm from Chiraq, when it get hot, they bring them TECs out
Better watch your back or you'll be on that corner stretched out
Quick to change a nigga standin' tall with his chest out
And they like headshots, it won't make sense to bring a vest out
Shit be devastatin', you find out your homie checked out
Parents lose control, don't know her daughter havin' sex now
Niggas hatin', I'm gettin' paper, that's what they pressed 'bout
Went down the wrong path, switched it up and chose the best route
I ain't used to have it all, I used to feel left out
'Member I was broke, ain't have a dollar, I was stressed out
Now I'm tryna get richer, like Blast, let's bring the jets out
Bitch, I need like ten bathrooms up in my next house
(Yo, Ayo)
[Chorus]
High off ecstasy and that codeine what I'm sippin' (What I'm sippin')
This new Glock got thirty-three, Scottie Pippen (Scottie Pippen)
Bitch, all of my niggas bangin' C's like we Crippin' (Like we Crippin')
Girl, you got what I need, what I been missing (What I'm missing)
Let's take that chance, want you to see that I'm different (Oh)
Back then, tryna find myself, I couldn't believe how I was trippin' (Oh)
No neighbors in the mountains, palm trees, that's how I'm living (That's how I'm living)
Every time that I pop out, bustdown VVs, designer drippin' (Designer drippin')
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm from Chiraq, when it get hot, they bring them TECs out
Better watch your back or you'll be on that corner stretched out
Quick to change a nigga standin' tall with his chest out
And they like headshots, it won't make sense to bring a vest out
Shit be devastatin', you find out your homie checked out
Parents lose control, don't know her daughter havin' sex now
Niggas hatin', I'm gettin' paper, that's what they pressed 'bout
Went down the wrong path, switched it up and chose the best route
I ain't used to have it all, I used to feel left out
'Member I was broke, ain't have a dollar, I was stressed out
Now I'm tryna get richer, like Blast, let's bring the jets out
Bitch, I need like ten bathrooms up in my next house
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