Polo G – Icy Girl [Remix] Lyrics

Icy Girl [Remix] By Polo G Lyrics

Remember when it was dark now I’m the star that’s shining brightly (***)
I be doing don’t give a *** if you don’t like me (flex)
Just don’t think is sweet before you be on a white tee (boom)
Balling on them checking *** just like I’m selling nike (haaa)
Went it then I cop it I don’t matter if is pricey
And this good *** got my *** acting feisty (haaa)
If she cop too hard I might be feeling ray ricey
Headed to the top *** felon is unlikely
They like is you going take it huh, I tote they ass precisely
I been waiting long, *** I look like asking nicely
I’m T’d up ’cause I ain’t take that totem *** lightly
I be in the streets so guns and *** cars excite me
You can catch me posted where the gangsters and the heist be
Police steady flipping got the block kinda spicy
I’m from 1300 we get money *** we trap a lot
Keep that glizzy on me always on me I don’t got a lock
Baby I’m lor polo I pop pills and I cap a lot
If I ain’t posted then I’m on the drill trying to catch a oop
[?] just to see how this Fn sound
I got like 30 in this *** I’m letting of fair round
Another tragic moment another dead child
Nice grave yard, ’bout your head down
I’m speeding fast back to the hood *** I’m sed bound
Bro called me laughing like you heard about that man down they say too much I laugh too like *** we don’t play around
Niggas be so with it til they get left on that damn ground
Very antisocial never been the type to brew a ***
Cut-off game strong I’ll act like I don’t know a ***
If it’s beef put him on tv that’s how we show a ***
In Chiraq where ain’t no thinking twice we ah smoke a ***
Starving in the slums it don’t get no *** lower ***
Anything can happen so you better hope jehovah witness
Bullets like a hurting why they have a *** tapping out
So you bet not dangle ot that hot *** bound to patch you scalp
Hotnemm on [?] if gucci say his name they blacking out
Used to play them sports we just thug him hard and trapping now
Gang banging, drug dealing and toting poles
Remember hight night’s on the show me and 40 gang 10 toes on the corner I’m a hustler but I ain’t one of the foales
Shoot you walk up game face *** case keep his casket close ***