2 Poles (Version 2)* lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Yeah, uh-uh (Ayy, Royce, you did it right here)

[Chorus]
We gon' hit a lick and then we lay low (Lay low)
Gave your b*tch three hunnid, get a makeover (Get a makeover)
I just want a bread, no, I won't chase her (Chase her)
Shoot it from the back, I told her, "Beg some" (Lil' b*tch)
I just went to Dubai and got a bag (Bag, uh)
They just want see me pop tags (Pop tags)
Hop in a motherf*ckin', uh, fast (Uh, uh)
All I say is "f*ck it, it won't last" (It won't)
Ridin' in a motherf*ckin' space coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
How you gon' say you know me, I'on know you (I'on know you)
Brought his lil' kids, go by Nobu (Stack)
We gon' f*ck right now, gotta go soon
Hop in the straps, finna party, yeah, yeah (Boom, boom)
And these n*ggas wonder why these b*tches on me (On me)
Old Mosey came back from the dead like a zombie (No cap)
I just f*cked these b*tches tonight, I was partying (Oh yeah)
I need my payment in full (In full)
I heard you don't wanna just talk (Yeah, just talk)
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