Check Me Out

Check Me Out
Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo...
Check me out man
Yeah, he cool but check me out
That verse was nice but check me out
Uh, look

'Member days in the summer, me, Tay and T murderers in the [?] warzone
Fuck a Buddah, just stay with a blunt and a glizzy, I feel like that's all that I could trust
I kept goin' through shit, life kept knocking me down, but I wiped off my polo and stood up
Niggas talkin' 'bout they been in the field, you ain't put in no work, what you claimin' that hood for?
I'm just chasin' a bag, ain't chasin' a ho, f*** and suck, yeah, that's all that she good for
TTG, TNG, KillaMobb, ODA be the gang, yeah, that's all that I stood for
Matter fact, man, that's all that I stand for
Matter fact that's the squad I'ma blam for
We go hard for this shit like they payin' us
We say 'How are you?', niggas ain't scarin' us
If you ain't tryna score, what you playin' for?
If you cappin', I'm lettin' them cans bust
Automatics, these bitches don't jam up
White chalk, red light, ambulance trucks
Paramedics come pickin' your mans up
Got the polo, my rocks, and a whole lotta guap, but that Gucci belt holdin' my pants up
They ask who I am, I'm lil' Polo G, that ni*** your homie done ran from
Or maybe I poked you in one of your pockets, like ni*** get all of them bands up
Robbed so many niggas, when I close my eyes all I see is a [?] with his hands up
And I think 'fore I move in these streets, gotta always make sure ain't no fuckin' a plan up
'Cause I know them crackers gon' think that I'm at it, they just wanna see me in handcuffs
My grandma say she pray for me, and I told her the opps the ones she should be prayin' for
Finna go do a drill when we rollin' off pills, what you think we so deep in that van for
E'rybody hop out, we gon' fan somethin'
Make them niggas take off like a race
When I blow the torch, I'm like child support, I'm just tryna make a ni*** pay
That mob where them Glocks spray
'Nother man down up in Chiraq, he a pack gang in a day
Fuck a ni*** up, hollows penetrate, glizzy take him out like a date
I hang with the lords and the snakes
But we somethin' like gorillas and apes
From that block where we droppin' the rakes
Throw 'em up, you get shot in the face
I'm so die 6, f*** a BD too, crack a ni*** skull like the trey
If the folks slide, well I'm ten toes, I shoot from that corner like Ray
Got his homie talkin' to the dispatcher, it was DOA, closed cased
Do a hit and we don't leave a trace
We just sent 'em to a better place
If I ain't doin' crimes, then I'm gettin' to it, but regardless that pole on my waist
Like a baker, I'm focused on cake
I'm a money maker and I move in silence, I don't really got too much to say
Like a bench warmer in the NBA, y'all don't really got the time to play
'Cause I'm on a mission, and I need mine, tryna get my mom out the way
She gon' need a mansion sittin' on a hill, with a pool and a gold gate
Book a flight, I might skip a few states
Tryna spend time with my new bitch, take her for a walk in that lake
Restaurants, hundred dollar steak
Smokin' backwoods or the dead opps, while I'm coolin' somewhere by the lake
Need a condo in the suburbs, with at least a mil' in the safe
Polo wear a thing with my shades on, while I'm zoomin' past in a straight
Pockets fat like they too outta shape
Young ni*** ballin' outta high school, like I'm Kobe, was rockin' a eight
Slide to the hood, with somethin' for the gang, everybody pick a Glock out the crate
But until I make it, I'ma keep trappin', bodybuilder, I'm pushin' that weight
Every rap that I spit, bitch, it's great
Niggas know I'm the shit, but they hate
Young M.A, man, these niggas be fake
They don't really wanna see you eat
They get mad when you scrapin' your plate
But regardless I'm reachin' the top
Boy, this shit is not up for debate
I don't ask, I just come through and take
Tryna stop me, you gon' get erased
Ls, bitch