And you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah, you know I got my pole
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah you know I got my
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
All these racks, they so fat, I can't fold 'em up
Just relax without that cap that you told, huh
He think he bad, you a rat, yeah you told on us
And they mad, they want my bag, but this choppa hold a hunnid
Bitch bad, ass fat, know I'm tryna get to f*ckin'
F*ck the law, see a cop, and you know I get to duckin'
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to Ketchup to this mustard
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to catch up to this shit
Niggas mad that I'm the boss and now I'm f*ckin' on they bitch
And you know I got my pole tucked
Niggas mad I'm in my bag and they ho with us
Sitting back and just relax and pour a four up
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And you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah, you know I got my pole
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah you know I got my
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
All these racks, they so fat, I can't fold 'em up
Just relax without that cap that you told, huh
He think he bad, you a rat, yeah you told on us
And they mad, they want my bag, but this choppa hold a hunnid
Bitch bad, ass fat, know I'm tryna get to f*ckin'
F*ck the law, see a cop, and you know I get to duckin'
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to Ketchup to this mustard
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to catch up to this shit
Niggas mad that I'm the boss and now I'm f*ckin' on they bitch
And you know I got my pole tucked
Niggas mad I'm in my bag and they ho with us
Sitting back and just relax and pour a four up
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah, you know I got my pole
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
Yeah you know I got my
Yeah, you know I got my pole tucked
All these racks, they so fat, I can't fold 'em up
Just relax without that cap that you told, huh
He think he bad, you a rat, yeah you told on us
And they mad, they want my bag, but this choppa hold a hunnid
Bitch bad, ass fat, know I'm tryna get to f*ckin'
F*ck the law, see a cop, and you know I get to duckin'
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to Ketchup to this mustard
I got swag, I got sauce, y'all need to catch up to this shit
Niggas mad that I'm the boss and now I'm f*ckin' on they bitch
And you know I got my pole tucked
Niggas mad I'm in my bag and they ho with us
Sitting back and just relax and pour a four up
Writer: Trace Serieaux
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