Who Run It Freestyle

[Intro]
Haha, Lil Capalot, bitch, brrrrr, bow, bow

[Verse]
Hip-Hop getting boring these rappers ain't talkin’ 'bout shit like they need some new writers or some
They was shook when I came like I'm off the wire or some
Like I didn’t want the choir to come
Why they ain't believe me like I just be talking like I'm just a liar or some
Now they all look to me like I play on Empire or some
Like I'm who they admire or some
Bitch, I'm Lil Polo I cop some new Ralph Lauren if I need to get flyer or some
Like fuck it I'm lined and I stay with a new hoe, man I feel like Quagmire or some
Yo bitch smiling at me, while I thumb through these thousands like that shit excite her or some
We slide to a telly late night she got naked for me and then I put the pipe in her stomach
Told me don't say shit about how I beat her back in 'cause you gon’ try to fight her or some
Guess you a broke boy, need to go get off yo ass, need to go get inspired or some
Niggas ain’t chasing money, they just want the clout like that's all they desire or some
I was bussin’ 2-4s, 'til I check a certain amount I might pull a all-nighter or some
And my whole hood hot like they lit it on fire or some, like it's fresh out the dryer or some
Old heads on the block, need to put in new work or fall back and retire or some
They can't say I ain’t valid, I was out earning my stripes like I'm Tony the Tiger or some
For killer, I'm cappin', I will leave you stankin', like yo body expired or some
Flip through this one way and watch all them glizzies start singing like they in a choir or some
Blow to a shotty where yo window was K, cook his ass like a motherfuckin' fryer or some
Zolo G bring out that K, it start breaking yo face, it's gon' fuck round change yo complexion
If you ain't rocking with us then you gotta lay down and hell naw I can't making no exceptions
Bitch I be hunting, you ain't on point, that's yo ass, I'ma squeeze on that blick with aggression
It really don't matter, I'll pull up anywhere and start shooting I feel like I'm Stephen
Ain't leaving no witness, few shots at his chest, how the fuck he gon' snitch if he breathless?
Burning big blunts of yo mans, he used to love talking so we flame him up every session
Shorty wasn't like that, I ran into him a few times and I never got that impression
That was a cluck move, he went out like a skitta, them boys going through a recession
Can't hang with no broke niggas, my whole crowd eating, bitch, our pockets look like they pregnant
Seed doing ten on the block, fiends come early morning and shot before they eat breakfast
This gon' be little shit, one day I'ma be the connect, prolly get a trap house out in Texas
Scraping the pot, then waiting 'til some more of this come, steady stacking these bricks like its Tetris
And foenem on point, if the police kick the door we gon' run with them chickens like precious
Right now I'm just rapping, and this bread coming in finna drop twenty-thou on a necklace
We up in the club, if you not very important then you cannot step in this section
Mug in the club, me and the gang gon' approach you to stomp on yo facial expression
But that's not likely, plus niggas know who I am, everywhere I go I'm respected
Yeah, I'm the man now, and these hoes know wassup so they all wanna feel my erection
I'm a cold hearted lil' nigga and plus I'm a player so nah, I can't show no affection
I know brag a lot but I'm still a lil' humble 'cause I look at this as a blessing
I know my potential, I see the greatness in me everytime I stare at my reflection
Started way back at 13, I was rapping at lunch since a shorty, I knew I was destined
They say, "Who the hottest?", just type in Polo G and I think that should answer yo question
Killing, Who Run It, I had to murder that bitch, but I feel like that was expected
You think this some shit? You ain't heard nun yet man, just wait 'til I drop Die A Legend
That shit coming soon, so be on the lookout 'cause it's dropping on August 11th, bitch