Polo - Intellectual

[Hook]

Skeleton on me, I got skele on my Polo

Flexing in my Polo and I'm chillin’ with my bro bros

Designer jeans on me and they sag right to the floor, floor

You don't even know me, nigga, how you claim you my bro?

Got my team on my side and they do just what I say so

Stacking chips, ain't talking queso

Want a feat? You better pay, bro

Got a bitch on my phone and she say she tryna date now

I’m like, "Baby, hey now, close that DM, get the fuck out"

I'm like, "Baby, shut the fuck up"

Rocking my lil' Polo, CEO, I'm 'bout to boss up

No, I cannot rock with you hoes

Yeah, you liking my clothes

Man, I pop me some pills and I'm talking double dose

And you hate the way I act

I'm like, "Oh well, so what?"

I'm like, "Go get yo bag"

Nigga, shut the fuck up

[Verse]

The only thing that true is the Truey on my jeans

Gas pack, man, I’m smoking boof, smoking green

Cup stay dirty but my fit looking clean

See you in yo dreams, pop a Perc’, I fall asleep

You bragging 'bout yo ho but yo bitch, she look at me

You like the way I rock my Polo with my fucking jeans

Bands stand so tall, man, they feel like Master P

I’m a work of art, man, I'm such a masterpiece

You can't get no bands from him, you can't get no bands from me

I’ma break the field, I got Forces on my feet

Damn, I got fangs on my teeth

I swear you niggas vampires, the way you bite on me

Man, I swear we serving food, the way you asking for some beef