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Polo G

DND

 

DND

(album: THE GOAT - 2020)


Once we start a riot we can't keep quiet (Quiet)
We want all the smoke, fuck the peace sign (Sign)
All gas, no brakes, we just gon' keep sliding, ayy (Slidin')
Glock cook a nigga, he get deep-fried
Snakes in the grass, watch out for rats and all the feline
I cut everybody off, keep hitting decline
I swear these painkillers got me on this deep vibe
Miss the old days, got me wishing I could rewind

Make sure my phone on DND, I keep my door closed
I been tryna put the rap game in a chokehold
Diamonds VVSs, Gucci Cuban, color rose gold
We got weed, pills and lean by the boatload
Don't stop at red lights, we stuck in go-mode
They killing kids, wonder why the summer so cold
When your face pop up in my head, all I can say is "Damn"
Don't try to test us, say hell, like we won't ace exam
For one night she gon' turn up to this song, like it's her favorite jam
And now I slide in that X7, 'fore I take the Lamb'
Critiquing all my movements, type of shit that make me hate the 'Gram
Know I'm not perfect, just accept me for the way I am

Once we start a riot we can't keep quiet (Quiet)
We want all the smoke, fuck the peace sign (Sign)
All gas, no brakes, we just gon' keep sliding, ayy (Slidin')
Glock cook a nigga, he get deep-fried
Snakes in the grass, watch out for rats and all the feline
I cut everybody off, keep hitting decline
I swear these painkillers got me on this deep vibe
Miss the old days, got me wishing I could rewind

Had to make some plays up in that field bitch we got tired of fumbling
Hot numb to shorties who stuck up like who gon' slide or something
My niggas won't play, they hawk shit down, 'til you get tired of running
He tripped and fell, they stood over him and that .9 was dumping
Like taco night, we leave them shells sitting inside your stomach
Story the same, you know the usual, we die for nothing'
I dressed up for too many funerals, I'm tired of coming
Made it out that shit, but it left scars, I'm still surviving from it
All of them bad thoughts just tore me down, feel like my mind was crumbling
I just want all this shit figured out, I swear I'm tired of wondering
Just 'cause y'all rep the same thang, don't mean them guys a hundred
I come from starving, fighting cases, now I'm flying to London

Once we start a riot we can't keep quiet (Quiet)
We want all the smoke, fuck the peace sign (Sign)
All gas, no brakes, we just gon' keep sliding, ayy (Slidin')
Glock cook a nigga, he get deep-fried
Snakes in the grass, watch out for rats and all the feline
I cut everybody off, keep hitting decline
I swear these painkillers got me on this deep vibe
Miss the old days, got me wishing I could rewind

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