Folks

My folks, they walk with a mf pole on them
They’ll make you lean from the heat
“Light the mf stove on em.”
Niggas throw shots
Then we might as well roll on them
Looking at poles (polls)
Like they about to go vote on them

“Shoot for the stars,”
Like they broke down a goal to him
“Pound” pointed at him
Like they about to roasting him
“Aim for the Mitt.” Like they father was coaching them
“Mean mug these niggas, en garde, when approaching them.”

If we Bring out the Tommy
They’ll probably go ghost on ‘em
That “Nina” is like “Tasha”
- a bitch, when you poking them
This world is too cold
I need to buy a new coat for her
I popped for that bread now I feel a toaster
“Head in the clouds.”, Roker
Say “you want smoke”
It’s a whole lot of doja
Brains on the wall
Now your face like a poster
“G.I, No Joe, But My Team Like The Cobra.”

Bad bitch, She Dropped to her knees-knees
She about to please me, bust out my tip
Like a Bean Be, Nigga was talking to greasy
He tried to tweet me, -Dropped from the heat like Beasley
Choppas start spitting like Jeezy, Sticks like it’s Ling-Ling
Feel like I’m Durk with the Green Beam, I had to hustle for bread
I turned that bread into food, and Now it feels good when I eat-eat

Folks, they walk with a mf pole on them
They’ll make you lean from the heat
“Light the mf stove on em.”
Niggas throw shots
Then we might as well roll on them
Looking at poles (polls)
Like they about to go vote on them (x2)

Spray at your body & It ain’t hitting like perfume
I’ll straight spin the block like a mf curb do
I’m all about a bag, -don’t get mad if I curve you
I’ll slide in a SNAP, like the MF 1st do
Niggas be drawling, they talk to the feds
I wore a mask hitting shit like I’m Dread
Niggas be gay, they remind me of Fred
Say “You want beef.”, then I’m leaving you- “Red.” (Read)

My folks, they walk with a mf pole on them
They’ll make you lean from the heat
“Light the mf stove on em.”
Niggas throw shots
Then we might as well roll on them
Looking at poles (polls)
Like they about to go vote on them (x2)