Polo G - Go Part 1 Lyrics

Go Part 1 Lyrics by Polo G is a new English song from the album 'Hall of Fame' sung by Polo G featuring G Herbo while lyrics of this song also written by them. 

Go Part 1 Lyrics

Yeah, livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero

Expensive nightmares on a—

Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow

Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow

Livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero, oh

And the guns, better get low

And the guns, better get low

Uh, rather get caught with it

Can't f*ck with too many, I feel like I'm too authentic

Pink slips shawty, b*tch, this Maybach, it ain't rented

And my Rollie presidential like I know the senate

If it's there, we shoot it up, we hop right out on

Really ain't no need to check his pulse, they know he finished

N*gga, where I come from, no, it ain't no happy endings

I'm a trenches baby, when it's danger, I can sense it

When I'm toppin' Nina, I feel anger, I'm ascended (Bop, bop, bop, bop)

K's up, killer season like I'm Killa Cam

A lot of L's that season, I was losin' all my n*ggas, damn

Three years later, whole world know who the f*ck I am

I could pop out couple million flexin' for the 'Gram

Got a six car garage, I might need me a Lamb'

Let a n*gga plan on robbin', that Nina'll blam

Twin .40s stick together like Gina and Pam (Yeah, boom)

Ayy, b*tch, I'm really him (G Herbo)

And all the shooters love me, they call a n*gga

Snuck in the club, that baby Glock tucked right in my tims (Tucked right in my tims)

Still got an AR, you get chopped, run up on my Lamb' (Grra)

P*ssy, no bap (Ayy)

I don't bap a lot (No bap)

Can't say no cap, put that on cap, I'm with Capalot (That's lil' bro)

The F.N. Ruger right on my lap when I don't got a Glock

Been totin' pistols before rap, I don't know how to stop

I can't switch, can't keepin' takin' risks 'cause I'm really rich

Got a deal, can't be in that field 'cause we really blitz

Foreign wheels, I bought six whips, now they on my d*ck

Maybach cost a quarter mil', they ain't really shit

Can't let 'em see me lose, they expectin' me to crash

All my cars up to date, no point in dwellin' in the past

See 'em, hop out, chase 'em, we on every n*gga as*

Trip you up, face 'em, get 'em gone then hit the gas, uh

Well actually, I keep that strap with me

Say we ain't slidin', how you get zipped up talkin', my point exactly

My lil' n*ggas aim for headshots and they got accuracy

Push a b*tch right out that leg-lock like ain't no trappin' me (Uh)

Tell me what it is, we ain't duckin' smoke, we ain't scared

He reach for his Carti, it's gon' be a whole lot of red

Time to kill 'em all, I been in mode, I ain't playin'

Used to be my dawg, he lost control off the meds

Yeah, livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero

Expensive nightmares on a—

Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow

Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow

Livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero, oh

And the guns, better get low

And the guns, better get low

Song Details

Singer : Polo G

Album : Hall of Fame

Lyrics : Polo G, G Herbo