Polo G Clap Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-na-na, uh, uh
Uh-na-na, na, duh
Uh-na-na, uh

[Pre-Chorus]
A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangsters not here
It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear
Working that graveyard shift, stuffin' AR clips
We'll turn up, who gon' tell us that it ain't our year?

[Chorus]
I've been chose, at first, couldn't see my path
Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse, unleash my wrath
No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not trapped
Play with me, I clap

[Verse 1]
Bulletproof truck and it's tinted up, bitch, I remain intact
I done seen enough and did enough, that's why I'm laid back
My lil' bros pop out with Gens, now the opps know they can't lack
Splash brothers, they likе twins, they went and caught the samе hat
It's time to flame pack, .45th clap, he got his brain snatched
Free Trench Baby, we trench kids, bitch, that's just how my gang act
Let me introduce you to my end, where we shoot Glocks and slang crack
I'd rather tell shit how it is, bitch, I cannot debate facts (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangsters not here
It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear
Working that graveyard shift, stuffin' AR clips We'll turn up, who gon' tell us that it ain't our year?

[Chorus]
I've been chose, at first, couldn't see my path
Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse, unleash my wrath
No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not trapped
Play with me, I clap

[Verse 2]
Play with me, I clap, I ain't know I was chosen
I know a couple of opps just internet woof, he ain't gon' slide but trollin'
Hell yeah, I'll slide for foenem, you ain't do shit for the guys, you bogus
I heard you ain't put shit on none of they books and none of them guys you posted
Got 33 in the stick for this .9 I'm totin', this for the side opposin'
When it come to that bag, I'm on it
You can tell that I'm having motion
Off X, my eyes was rollin'
Fightin' back, but I'm tryna focus
We'll close his eyes for loafin'
I was taught murder my opponent
Dope and fentanyl had the fiends hooked, now I just rap a chorus
Want respect, revenge, we slidin' for it, pistol clap, performin'
All my lil' woadies on bullshit, so ain't no trying Taurus
What you know 'bout losses? Pain I took and I just had to absorb it (Uh)

[Outro]
A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangsters not here