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polo g, lil blast & lil felton - back that ass up (remix) lyrics

[intro: polo g]
ayy, gang

[chorus: polo g]
add a k to twinnem gang, we gon’ clap your ass up
catch you lackin’ where i slay, we gon’ clap your ass up
early morning broad day, we gon’ clap your ass up
with your b+tch on a date, we gon’ clap your ass up
it ain’t sh+t up for us to look, f+ckin’ glizzy and masked up
speed down your block, let that big .45 bust
only gang n+ggas get left when we ride up
now we’re somewhere low low, the jakes can’t find us

[verse 1: polo g]
n+ggas put up everything ’cause they know we take sh+t
earthquake gang ’cause my boys love to shake sh+t
don’t f+ck with n+ggas, keep a strap like a g+y b+tch
them pistols c+cked, duck your top or get your face hit
put red dots on his head just like blake griff’
them hollows hit him, he ain’t livin’, make him lay stiff
talk to the cops, you gon’ get popped, you better not say sh+t
stay in the kitchen like [?] make sh+t
my shorties trappin’, i’m the reason why they ballin’, james naismith
[?] like rambo b+tch i got eight clips
extended clip droppin’ out like education
paramedics [?] and chalk him out [?]
b+tch we some demons, we drop bodies and start celebrate
we on a streak, you try to stop it, get eliminated
north side n+gga, 1300, i’m sed’ baby
backwood full of dead n+ggas got me elevated
green twenties, pink fifties, blue hunnids is the vault sh+t
i’m eating good like i got two stomachs
pop that pill at 7, i’m still rollin’ like to some
belligerent, i got a problem, i’m gon’ shoot some
gang with it and all us [?], who gon’ do some?
i’ma die for [?], that’s how me and my crew comin’
pull up in a cadillac, hangin’ out the roof dumpin’
old beef but i got new [?]
the g’s say, “pop out then”, that’s what i’m gon’ do
say i’m gon’ slide [?] like i told you
posted with the glizzy, get you dyin’ waiting on you
i’m lebron, kyrie irving he gon’ score too
[chorus: polo g]
add a k to twinnem gang, we gon’ clap your ass up
catch you lackin’ where i slay, we gon’ clap your ass up
early morning broad day, we gon’ clap your ass up
with your b+tch on a date, we gon’ clap your ass up
it ain’t sh+t up for us to look, f+ckin’ glizzy and masked up
speed down your block, let that big .45 bust
only gang n+ggas get left when we ride up
now we’re somewhere low low, the jakes can’t find us

- polo g lil blast lil felton lyrics

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