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polo wealthy - first day out lyrics

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(hook)
blue 100s in my pocket make me act up
i ain’t got no velcro on me but you know i’m strapped up
i was out robbing in my pjs i was masked up
just bought a brand new 30 time to add up
now i gotta 30 in my 40 i’ll subtract
like i’m at a funeral i’m just dressed in all black
still throwing gang signs while i’m fingering her cat
then p-ss her to the gang ain’t no love for a nat

(verse 1)
aye only my first day out splurging & cashin’
all about figures i’ll get it by action
i put sum holes in that boy like a basket
i caught me some felonies i’m really trappin’
got out of jail f-cked 2 hoes in the whip
i might run in yo crib and invade like i’m zim
call me harry potter n-gg- cause i got the stick
how these n-gg-s don’t like me but copy my drip
yo hoe ride me like a harley n-gg- you a joke
i put the wings on a n-gg- like he ovo
i got the hammer on me whack n-gg- like a mole
they should put a cast on all these n-gg-s broke
high in the sky i be fly like a comet
pint of codeine make it pour like a faucet
yo b-tch gimme head i ain’t talking no bonnet
hands like ali make you pray to muhammed

(hook)
blue 100s in my pocket make me act up
i ain’t got no velcro on me but you know i’m strapped up
i was out robbing in my pjs i was masked up
just bought a brand new 30 time to add up
now i gotta 30 in my 40 i’ll subtract
like i’m at a funeral i’m just dressed in all black
still throwing gang signs while i’m fingering her cat
then p-ss her to the gang ain’t no love for a nat

(verse 2)
b-tches know i’m flyer than any handout
so when they see me they get wet pull they pants down
they be like ooh boy you smooth i just do what i do
watch how i move i done put my redbone in some blue
n-gg-s 5-0 without the power
i’ll spray at they head like ah shower
geekin on a upper f-ck a downer
i’m blowing up like the twin towers
tony taught me that the world ours (it’s ours)
whack you with that iron like a golf ball
bank account looking like a n-gg-s call log
im my bros keeper make sure we all ball
so we always down to shoot like a false call
and like a bbq i be serving that food
a dub for a point 35 for the 2
i don’t do deals but if i f-ck with you i f-ck with you
you locked up in that cage wit me n-gg- then i’m stuck with you

(hook)
blue 100s in my pocket make me act up
i ain’t got no velcro on me but you know i’m strapped up
i was out robbing in my pjs i was masked up
just bought a brand new 30 time to add up
now i gotta 30 in my 40 i’ll subtract
like i’m at a funeral i’m just dressed in all black
still throwing gang signs while i’m fingering her cat
then p-ss her to the gang ain’t no love for a nat



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