Video Gnf Okokok de Polo G 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Polo G - Gnf Okokok Lyrics

Uh
Sssh
Wait, slow it down (Bow)
Okay, okay, okay (Don't give no fuck, Yo, Varohl)
If 12 come up, we gon’ take 'em on the chase (I ain't give no fuck)
Just a cold heart and a banger on my waist (Them Glocks gon’ bust)
And they hoppin' out, nigga, that ain't no debate

And them killers gon' jump out the roof
If I give them the green, them lil' niggas shoot
And I really got rich out the blue
But I see red when I'm in the booth
His advance, I spent that on the coupe
Had to really take a stand with the troops
Uh, so, bitch if you see me salute
And we too turnt, nigga, we don't recruit
I seen his lil' diss, that was cute
My lil’ snapper gon’ blow like a flute
And shoutout to Pop Smoke
But they don't really wanna fuck with Lil’ Woo
Be dead right, boy, you talking to who?
I got shooters that don't even hoop
If it's that, ain't no callin’ the truce
Why they mad? I'm just talkin' the truth, bitch

Wait, slow it down (Bow)
Okay, okay, okay (Don't give no fuck, Yo, Varohl)
If 12 come up, we gon' take 'em on the chase (I ain't give no fuck)
Just a cold heart and a banger on my waist (Them Glocks gon' bust)
And they hoppin' out, nigga, that ain't no debate

If you diss on the 'net, get your scalp hit
You be better off watchin' your mouth, bitch
Real killers don't care 'bout no clout shit
They ain't dropped, spin the block, we rep quick
Hut one, hut two, we steppin'
We be really tryna use these weapons
Squeezin' on that two plus seven
Hollows bust you, that's Heaven
Man, I really done turned to a maniac
In that storm, I done stomped where it's rainy at
If they owe me respect, gotta pay me that
So his mama gon' cry for her baby back
And if all of them die, I'm okay with that
'Cause the G ain't G, we don't play with that
Foenem know I pack, where the Dracos at?
Walk up and make sure that his brains splat

Wait, slow it down (Bow)
Okay, okay, okay (Don't give no fuck, Yo, Varohl)
If 12 come up, we gon' take 'em on the chase (I ain't give no fuck)
Just a cold heart and a banger on my waist (Them Glocks gon' bust)
And they hoppin' out, nigga, that ain't no debate