STAY GOLD

Album cover art for "STAY GOLD" by POLO PERKS ˂3 ˂3 ˂3 & RENZO (Rap)

POLO PERKS ˂3 ˂3 ˂3 & RENZO (Rap) - Rap

STAY GOLD

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[Intro: RENZO] Man Who spilled the motherfuckin' wocky? (Nitemare) I got wocky on my motherfuckin' pants, bruh I done slapped down two motherfucker— On G, you a ho You a ho ass [?] (Brr) [Chorus: RENZO] Like, damn I got a whole lotta bands Got a whole lotta racks bustin' out these jogging pants No, I ain't talkin to no jakes, yeah, I ain't never take no stand Swear I'm loyal to my brothers, so I ain't never change up on the fam [Verse 1: RENZO] Something like a snake, the way you change up on the gang I never worry 'bout the payment, I got these blueys in my hands Walk up in there, I tell lil' momma do hеr money dance Wocky in the club, you know this drank, it got mе in a trance I take this one and turn it to a ten in a day I take that ten and turn that bitch to a twenty, I'm gettin' paid I'ma do my little dance while I count another K Man, fuckin' moonwalkin', counting rackies up in space And it's a whole lotta paper up inside the trap Yeah, you know my brother ridin' 'round the town with a shmack Yeah, I'm smokin' pound after pound, I'm gettin' slacked Servin' too many fiends, man, it's fuckin' up my back [Chorus: RENZO] Like, damn I got a whole lotta bands Got a whole lotta racks bustin' out these jogging pants No, I ain't talkin to no jakes, yeah, I ain't never take no stand Swear I'm loyal to my brothers, so I ain't never change up on the fam [Verse 2: POLO PERKS <3 <3 <3, RENZO] Popped out with a whole lotta bands (Yeah) Stand over that pot, breakin' work up with my hands (Yes I do, ayy) Popped out, should've seen the way he ran (Pussy ass) I ain't beefin' with no nigga, undercover, he a fan (On my dick) Really I'm the big homie, I can't play around (Yes I am) Smoked a pound in a week, ain't even break it down (What) This bitch want some money, I'm that nigga now (Yeah, I'm that nigga now) Niggas don't even got a hunnid in they bank account .556, it hit you in the head, you layin' down I can tell you get to duckin' when them choppas get to sprayin' 'round Yeah my youngins, they be thuggin', I can't bring 'em out Early morning, out in public with a fifty round I done throwed a whole tracy up in this Dutch I'ma tell lil' mama, "I'ma throw a whole bankroll up in your clutch" Yeah I'm really walkin' with a bank, I don't give a fuck ***** think that we don't step on shit? We put 'em in a blunt (Suck my dick) [Chorus: RENZO, POLO PERKS <3 <3 <3] Like, damn I got a whole lotta bands (Go, go) Got a whole lotta racks bustin' out these jogging pants No, I ain't talkin to no jakes, yeah, I ain't never take no stand Swear I'm loyal to my brothers, so I ain't never change up on the fam [Outro: RENZO, POLO PERKS <3 <3 <3] Bitch ass, 3500 Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ho ass motherfucker Ho ass motherfucker

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  • POLO PERKS ˂3 ˂3 ˂3
  • RENZO (Rap)