Up Them Poles

Fredo Santana & Ballout - Rap, USA
Up Them Poles
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Duration: 4:01
Lyrics
[Intro: Fredo Santana] Ballout, roll that dope up, man Hey, Jessie, man, pass me the mollies, man Turn up, man Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas, man? [Chorus: Fredo Santana] See, Fredo be that nigga (Fredo), just to let you niggas know (What?) Fuck these bitches, fuck these hoes (What?), see, my money come first (Bang) Have my youngins kick a door (300, 300), lay you on the floor (Grrah) For that bag, for that money (We need that), you ain't got it, gotta go (Where it's at?) See, that kush is what I smoke, you want beef? You get smoked (Bang) See, your bitch she a slut, she just suck and hit the door (I only want top, baby) I'm that nigga, thought you know (What?) You ain't know then now you know (That nigga) If it's that, we up them poles (Bang) If it's that, we up them poles (Grrah) [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] You turnt down, I'm turnt up (Turn up) Play with me, you getting burnt up (bang) My whole team got 30's (30's), two keys for the forty (40) Smoking dope got me coughing, you play with me, you in a coffin (Bang) I don't fuck around with no goofy niggas (No), them niggas belong in the circus (clowns) I wish a nigga would put they hands on me (What's gon' happen?) I bet he won't never see his damn family (What?) 'Cause all my niggas, they killas (What?), savage life I'm living (Bang) I'm out here drug dealing (cocaine), just tryna make a living Big ass crib but I only use the kitchen (Skrrt) I don't trust niggas, they snitching (Feds) Tripping over these bitches (Hoes) Bitches loving my pimping (Smack 'em) Fuck a bitch, get missing I'm with the shit and you isn't (Nah) So stop all that pretending (Grrah) [Chorus: Fredo Santana] See, Fredo be that nigga (Fredo), just to let you niggas know (What?) Fuck these bitches, fuck these hoes (What?), see, my money come first (Bang) Have my youngins kick a door (300, 300), lay you on the floor (Grrah) For that bag, for that money (We need that), you ain't got it, gotta go (Where it's at?) See, that kush is what I smoke, you want beef? You get smoked (Bang) See, your bitch she a slut, she just suck and hit the door (I only want top, baby) I'm that nigga, thought you know (What?) You ain't know then now you know (That nigga) If it's that, we up them poles (Bang) If it's that, we up them poles (Grrah) [Verse 2: Ballout] If it's that, we up them poles (Bang), forty to his nose (bang) I got gold, you ain't know, bitch, I got rolls (Rolls) Ridin' on Forgiatos (Skrrt, skrrt), Stunt on them hoes Been with it from the go (go), 300, all I know (All I know, man) Smoking dope, rolling stank (L's), trying to hit a stain (Stain) If he got to kick his door (Door), Fredo gon' blow (Bang) What y'all don't know, all us gon' blow (Bang) Lotta guns, gun show (Bang), I swear these niggas hoes Out here on the block (Block), bitches swear we duckin' opps (Opps) Bitch, we is selling rocks (Rocks), on the block, toting Glocks (Glocks) So please, don't get shot (Bang), so please, don't get shot (Bang) 'Fore we put you in a box, 'fore we put you in a box (Grrah) [Chorus: Fredo Santana] See, Fredo be that nigga (Fredo), just to let you niggas know (What?) Fuck these bitches, fuck these hoes (What?), see, my money come first (Bang) Have my youngins kick a door (300, 300), lay you on the floor (Grrah) For that bag, for that money (We need that), you ain't got it, gotta go (Where it's at?) See, that kush is what I smoke, you want beef? You get smoked (Bang) See, your bitch she a slut, she just suck and hit the door (I only want top, baby) I'm that nigga, thought you know (What?) You ain't know then now you know (That nigga) If it's that, we up them poles (Bang) If it's that, we up them poles (Grrah)
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Credits
- Writers
- Ballout
- Fredo Santana
- C-Sick