Unapologetic

(álbum: Hall Of Fame 2.0 - 2021)

[Polo G:]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, mmm (Southside on the track, yeah)
Uh, uh, uh

Prada stepping, in your club, we got a lot of weapons
Yeah, bitch, I know that I'm the shit, I'm unapologetic
My steppers marching like a band, they hit your block and wet it
Hell, nah, we ain't playing, you better call the reverend

[NLE Choppa:]
I was taught to drop an opp before I go and drop a diss (Drop a diss)
Won't apologize about that lick, tell him come get his shit (Come get your shit)
Brand new bitch with brand new tits, her ass thicker than Jiffy mix
Don't fuck with no set-up, bitch, you play, I smack you with this blick (Brr, brr, brr)

Pass the Glock, a give and go, shoot it with me when I blow
At your top, we hit your throat, I call that hanging from a rope
Niggas know how I be getting too wicked, two titties on semis
My glizzies got jimmies, no jamming, knock the jelly out biscuits
Boy, you got me fucked up (You got me fucked up)
Bitch, you know you lucked up (You know you lucked up)
Caught him out in traffic, hit the car but he duck, duck (Come here, boy)
A goose better get loose
Shooters coming after you, and all of your troops (All of your troops)
What you gonna do when this fire get to letting loose? (When that thing get to letting loose, brr)
Lock him in the trunk (In the trunk)
Take the emergency exit off so he can't run (Ayy, he can't run from us)
Doing donuts, having fun (Ayy, having fun)
This his last ride before he meet my fucking gun, nigga (Come here, come here, brr)

[Polo G:]
Prada stepping, in your club, we got a lot of weapons
Yeah, bitch, I know that I'm the shit, I'm unapologetic
My steppers marching like a band, they hit your block and wet it
Hell, nah, we ain't playing, you better call the reverend

[NLE Choppa:]
I was taught to drop an opp before I go and drop a diss
Won't apologize about that lick, tell him come get his shit
Brand new bitch with brand new tits, her ass thicker than Jiffy mix
Don't fuck with no set-up, bitch, you play, I smack you with this blick (Uh, uh)

[Polo G:]
Dracos, we'll dump him, slump him like he sipping purple lean
Broski shoot your mans all in his shit to get his hurt redeemed
Knock him off for snitching, better act like you ain't heard a thing
Better pray you miss that FaceTime when that burner ring
Body bag, zip him up, it's a murder scene
Left him with a tag like he tryna show his Purple jeans
Deep texting and decoys to the hood, we serving certain fiends
I know the feds listening, tryna figure out what my verses mean
Out the window, dreads shaking, trapping, ducking fed cases
Dough boy, I was bread chasing, pocket full of dead faces
I'm best friends with Ben Franklin, addies got my head racing
Problems got me med taking, models in my bed naked

Prada stepping, in your club, we got a lot of weapons
Yeah, bitch, I know that I'm the shit, I'm unapologetic
My steppers marching like a band, they hit your block and wet it
Hell, nah, we ain't playing, you better call the reverend

[NLE Choppa:]
I was taught to drop an opp before I go and drop a diss (Drop a diss)
Won't apologize about that lick, tell him come get his shit (Come get your shit)
Brand new bitch with brand new tits, her ass thicker than Jiffy mix
Don't fuck with no set-up, bitch, you play, I smack you with this blick (Brr, brr)