G63 Lyrics – Polo G (feat. Offset)

Polo G has released a brand-new song titled “G63”. Penned by Polo G, Offset, Southside, Smatt Sertified, Allen Ritter, Roza, Splited Stupid, ALyX, and Dougie F, and the song “G63” was produced by ​Southside, Smatt Sertified, Allen Ritter, Roza, Splited Stupid, ALyX, and Dougie F. This brand-new music video was released on August 9, 2024. Read the full lyrics to the song “G63” by Polo G.

Polo G G63 Lyrics

Pull Up, Jumpin’ Out The 63 (Skrrt)
My Car So Foreign, Valet Park It, He Like, “Tip, Please” (Please)
Carpets In The Cullinan For A B!tch Knees (Hey)
My Money Up, She Wanna Love Again, I’m Like, “B!tch, Please” (Please)
My New Glock Is Like A Drummer, It’s Gon’ Kick, Squeeze (Brrt)
Tryna Go Up Every Summer, Catch Like Six B’s (Hey)
Uh, We Could Put Shit Under Off A Ten-speed (Brrt)
Uh, I Just Pay My Gunners Out My Rich G’s (Woo)

I’m Like, “B!tch, Please” (Please)
My Wrist Cost Three (Three)
Runnin’ To The Money With No Sleep, Exhausting (Go)
Dropped A Tear Watching My Brother In A Coffin (Damn)
Eliantte On My Neck, You Seen A Dolphin (Water)
Brother Switched Up ’bout That Check, That Nigga Lost Me (Switched)
Bulletproof When I Come Through, So They Don’t Off Me (Hey)
Dreamin’ ’bout That Check, I Had To Scheme To Get That Check (Scheme)
You Went Big, I Can’t Forget And I Got Demons In My Chest (Demons)
We Got Switches, Burn His Flesh (Brrt)
I Go Chrome Heart ’cause I’m Blessed (Chrome)
You Ain’t Gang, Then You A Guest
Entertainin’ None Of My Ex (Hey)
I Got Millions I Invest
Ain’t No Rats, We Ain’t Infested
We Send Shots And Send A Message (Brrt)
Step On Opps Just Like A Pest (Step)

Pull Up, Jumpin’ Out The 63 (Skrrt)
My Car So Foreign, Valet Park It, He Like, “Tip, Please” (Hey)
Carpets In The Cullinan For A B!tch Knees
My Money Up, She Wanna Love Again, I’m Like, “B!tch, Please” (Please)
My New Glock Is Like A Drummer, It’s Gon’ Kick, Squeeze (Brrt)
Tryna Go Up Every Summer, Catch Like Six B’s (B’s)
Uh, We Could Put Shit Under Off A Ten-speed (Hey)
Uh, I Just Pay My Gunners Out My Rich G’s

Tryna Score A Point, That’s For The Block Where I Was Drafted
Different Nigga, They Confirm They Killed ’em, I Was Laughin’
Head-splitter, Glock With Switches Spitter, They Bought Caskets
My Crib Bigger, Out The Mud, I’m Rich, I Upped My Fashion
Huh, Count Cash, Uh, New Celine
Niggas Fall Off After Hittin’, That’s A New Disease
My Killers Steppin’, I Can Show You What My Troopers Mean
We Put Attachments On Our Weapons Just To Shoot With Ease
Lil’ Foenem Terrorize They Block, They Wanna See Me Dead
I Pray I See Like Fifty Million ‘fore I See The Feds
Long Live The Guys And Fu*k An Opp, Now All I See Is Red
My Shorty Fiendin’, He Be Hot, They Only Feed Him Meds, Mmm

Pull Up, Jumpin’ Out The 63 (Skrrt)
My Car So Foreign, Valet Park It, He Like, “Tip, Please” (Please)
Carpets In The Cullinan For A B!tch Knees (Hey)
My Money Up, She Wanna Love Again, I’m Like, “B!tch, Please” (Please)
My New Glock Is Like A Drummer, It’s Gon’ Kick, Squeeze (Brrt)
Tryna Go Up Every Summer, Catch Like Six B’s (Hey)
Uh, We Could Put Shit Under Off A Ten-Speed (Brrt)
Uh, I Just Pay My Gunners Out My Rich G’s

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