Young Polo G - Galactus

Yea turn up me fuck nigga aye I feel like Galactus im bigger than all this shit yea (fuck nigga)

You talkin' bout ya new song sorry that i missed it
You can catch Polo pourin' lean in a mystic
Ya bitch on my dick I'm just tryna' get my tip licked
Tackle pussy hit stick hit her with a big dick
Red pills in kinda lookin' like chiclets
High to the sky I'm fried like a fish stick
Drip drip coppin' clothes like I got a ticket
Shawty know she thicker than a popeyes biscuit
Fuck ass nigga know they sweeter den a cookie
Knowin' im a pro but you gon hit it like a rookie
Bitches be the feds cause they always tryna' book me
You play with her emotions while im playin with her pussy
Like patty cake patty cake
Head so good i dont masterbait
Faster bae faster bae
Polo in dis bitch about to blast her face
Daddy wait daddy wait
Fallin off the bed is all you had to say
Gave her good dick in exchange for the pussy and the time is the only thing i had to pay
Young UFO I need massive space
Pussy nigga you dont even have a say
Leave a nigga ducked off castaway
Pull up in a four door wildin with a four four tryna show you how pain stain
When you hear Polo think of Sopromo all we say is Gang Gang
Let her watch Tv give her this GD even though she dont gang bang
Put this on repeat pussy better retreat niggas know I spit propane flames
Nigga you trippin' nigga I'm drippin' iced out on my plane jane
Fuck loose lippin' I catch you slippin' one phone call yo gang slain
Gotta' turn up on these fuck niggas to show we not on the same thang'
Keep it a benji these fuck niggas envy but I won't even name names

Never worried bout yo business Im in my own fuckin' lane
Bitch I been the same motherfucker why you have to change
You build a team and then they team up on you man that shits a ashame
Solo Polo cause niggas love goin' against the fuckin grain
I still get dallas maverick you mad because I have ya' chick
Since it's a new year that means I'm back and on my savage shit
No I'm not havin it I'm floatin pass you if you average
And good luck to you hoes I suggest you suck a rabbits dick
You got to be kiddin' me you cant get rid of me
You just a bitch to me keep talkin' shit to me
Fuck with me I guarantee you'll be history
Marco D Pearson the M stand for mystery
I'm from East Saint but I'm known to cause misery
I got two bitches they both wanna' scissor me
Life ain't a toy story no ain't no friend in me
Kill everybody that came from the inner me

Where's s your laughter now
Won rethgual rouy serehw

Written by:
Marco Pearson Jr

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