Be Something (Explicit)
Polo G, Lil Baby"Be Something (Explicit)" adalah lagu oleh Polo G, Lil Baby, 2020, Pop. Durasi lagu 3:00, 65 lines / 670 words.
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0:13Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
0:15That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
0:18Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin'
0:21And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
0:25Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin'
0:29Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
0:32Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
0:36Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin'
0:39I'm just gon' keep stompin'
0:41Plottin on the come-up, we was schemin'
0:43Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
0:44I was tryna cope through them hard times
0:46For them X pills, I was fiendin'
0:48Got a bad *****, honey skintone, pretty long hair, she Belizean
0:52Tryna tell you, girl, I can't love you, I'm a cold-hearted lil' demon
0:55This function new, I can't show affection, might bug out for no reason
0:58Really you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin'
1:02You was ridin' for me, then you switched up, now it's **** you and I mean it
1:05Couple situations left me traumatized, now I say less 'cause I'm speechless
1:09If my brother need it, then I got him, man, the whole gang know how I'm bleedin'
1:13Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my ear while I'm dreamin'
1:16In my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get even
1:19Tryna get away from all the drama, hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin'
1:23Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
1:25That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
1:29Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin'
1:32And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
1:35Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin'
1:39Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
1:43Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
1:46Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin'
1:50I'm just gon' keep stompin'
1:51Goofy tried stealin' my phone
1:54Look, these *****s corny, these *****s can't come on my corner
1:56I'm the one do what I wanna
1:57I made the guys spin that ***** every day like a carnival
1:59Bought her a Patek Philippe 'cause she wanted one
2:01These *****s nothin' like me, I am one of one
2:03Take the Bentley, four hundred, I pay the bond
2:04You ain't scarin' no one with no gun in this *****
2:06Everybody go dumb in this *****
2:08*****s hoes and they mama a *****
2:09In the hood like Obama and shit
2:11Presidential tint, no tellin' who in it
2:12Ask around, I bet they tell you we winnin'
2:14Different foreign cars, ain't none of 'em rented
2:16Hundred million cash, I'm comin' to get it
2:18Out in Cali', but my mind in the trenches
2:19I advise the boy to play his position
2:21Run it up and show love to my city
2:23Never leave 'em, I'm bringin' 'em with me
2:25Keep a glizzy, it's goin' in with me, I can't let 'em get me
2:27No time for bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm busy
2:29I'ma go hard 'til I'm forty or fifty
2:31*****s be talkin', but they never do shit
2:33So if it ain't money, I don't even listen
2:34Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
2:36That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
2:39Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin'
2:42And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred
2:46Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin'
2:50Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
2:53Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
2:57Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin'
3:00I'm just gon' keep stompin'
Told 'em I was gonna be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin' And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin' Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin' Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm just gon' keep stompin' Plottin on the come-up, we was schemin' Now I hit the stage and they screamin' I was tryna cope through them hard times For them X pills, I was fiendin' Got a bad *****, honey skintone, pretty long hair, she Belizean Tryna tell you, girl, I can't love you, I'm a cold-hearted lil' demon This function new, I can't show affection, might bug out for no reason Really you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin' You was ridin' for me, then you switched up, now it's **** you and I mean it Couple situations left me traumatized, now I say less 'cause I'm speechless If my brother need it, then I got him, man, the whole gang know how I'm bleedin' Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my ear while I'm dreamin' In my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get even Tryna get away from all the drama, hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin' Told 'em I was gonna be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin' And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin' Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin' Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm just gon' keep stompin' Goofy tried stealin' my phone Look, these *****s corny, these *****s can't come on my corner I'm the one do what I wanna I made the guys spin that ***** every day like a carnival Bought her a Patek Philippe 'cause she wanted one These *****s nothin' like me, I am one of one Take the Bentley, four hundred, I pay the bond You ain't scarin' no one with no gun in this ***** Everybody go dumb in this ***** *****s hoes and they mama a ***** In the hood like Obama and shit Presidential tint, no tellin' who in it Ask around, I bet they tell you we winnin' Different foreign cars, ain't none of 'em rented Hundred million cash, I'm comin' to get it Out in Cali', but my mind in the trenches I advise the boy to play his position Run it up and show love to my city Never leave 'em, I'm bringin' 'em with me Keep a glizzy, it's goin' in with me, I can't let 'em get me No time for bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm busy I'ma go hard 'til I'm forty or fifty *****s be talkin', but they never do shit So if it ain't money, I don't even listen Told 'em I was gonna be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, *****, I was lost in them streets runnin' And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran through three hundred Just happy I did it, *****, nobody ever gave me nothin' Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin' Thirty in the mag, you get body-bagged, I'm just gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm just gon' keep stompin'
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