Polo G- Let It Bust (ft King Von)

[00:00.09] Illa on da beat)

[00:02.57] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Scott Storch)

[00:05.58] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[00:11.60] Von

[00:12.33] I keep calling plays, like I'm Phil Jackson

[00:14.83] We got Glocks and 'K's, 'cause the field crackin' (Grrah, grrah)

[00:17.85] Goofy better tuck his chain (What?)

[00:19.59] My lil' vultures will snatch it (Huh? Huh?)

[00:20.86] You can die a hundred ways, don't blink, 'cause it will happen (Boom, boom)

[00:23.86] I ain't in no rush to save (Nah)

[00:25.86] I drove real fast (Yeah, yeah)

[00:27.10] My bitch bad like she will not behave (Huh?)

[00:28.62] She get real ratchet (Yeah, yeah)

[00:29.86] Long nights in the dog pound (Damn)

[00:31.61] What if I was still trappin'? (What? Huh?)

[00:33.13] Baby AR make 'em fall down (Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)

[00:34.87] Hunnid shots, he's still clappin'

[00:36.11] He think he turnt up, he finally seen me, yeah, we been havin' (Who?)

[00:38.64] My squad don't give no fuck, we tear shit up, just like I'm Bin Laden (Go)

[00:41.64] Runnin' to them bucks (Run), my Gucci scuffed (Run), now I got rich habits (Run)

[00:44.65] I done had enough, might let it bust if they don't quit cappin' (Damn, damn, damn)

[00:47.66] Uh, now reload and I can't see straight off the X, 'cause I just keep rollin' (Yeah, I just keep rollin')

[00:53.66] Sippin' Henny in my cup, I can't keep focus (I been sippin')

[00:56.41] He cuffed that bitch, he fell in love, I make her deep throat it

[00:59.42] You know Von (Von), I'm known to go in (Go)

[01:00.92] Niggas hoes, they be wearin' sew-ins (Yeah, yeah)

[01:01.93] I got out, fucked five of her friends

[01:03.67] Bet a bitch won't cheat on me again

[01:05.17] I get out my body, I got bodies, this a hobby, nigga (Yeah, yeah, huh?)

[01:07.92] I get out that pill, I'm gon' score and Shaq can't stop me, nigga (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[01:10.94] Your main bitch, I probably hit her (Yeah), and your homie sister (Uh-huh)

[01:13.18] Even though that's folk's cousin (Yeah), man, fuck Lil Mister (Fuck, boom, boom, boom)

[01:16.93] Out here since a shorty, kept a .40, I would never worry (Nah, nah)

[01:19.20] Teacher ask me what I want to do, I told her shoot (Huh? What? Huh?)

[01:22.70] She think I'm talkin' about some Steph Curry (Boom, boom, boom)

[01:24.69] Man, niggas better hurry, hurry (Run)

[01:26.46] We throwin' Hail Mary's (Grrah), you catch this, you gettin' buried (Boom, boom, boom)

[01:28.97] Smokin' on that Terry Berry, they left him Bloody Mary (Ooh)

[01:30.71] These niggas play, act like they gay

[01:33.72] I pull up with more clips than Tyler Perry (Rah, rah)

[01:35.72] I keep calling plays, like I'm Phil Jackson (Callin' plays)

[01:37.72] We got Glocks and 'K's, 'cause the field crackin' (Huh? Grrah, grrah)

[01:41.72] Goofy better tuck his chain, man, my lil' vultures will snatch it ( What? Huh? Huh?)

[01:44.73] You can die a hundred ways, don't blink, 'cause it will happen (Boom, boom)

[01:47.74] I ain't in no rush to save (Huh? Huh?), I drove real fast (Yeah, yeah)

[01:50.75] My bitch bad like she will not behave (What?)

[01:52.75] She get real ratchet (Yeah, yeah)

[01:53.73] Long nights in the dog pound, what if I was still trappin'? (Damn)

[01:56.74] Baby AR make 'em fall down, hunnid shots, he's still clappin' (Rah, rah, rah)