Polo, PoloPolo G(CashMoneyAP)HmmBad lil’ thing from New York, her heart is too softShe feel all alone, but I’ve been there beforeShe just like it when you say less and do moreBaby, we not vibin’ if it’s too forcedTired of cryin’, she done cried all her last criesShe been heartbroken for the last timeGirl, if I wasn’t so heartless, you could have mineI was in the slums, thuggin’ with the bad guysCountin’ millions, flyin’ private just to pass timeAnd every time I hit the road, I’m on the cash grindIt’s hard adaptin’ to this lifе, I live the fast kindBut we can rock until I’m spittin’ out my last rhymеHow many times we gotta argue ‘fore we get it right?‘Cause it been long days and bitter nightsWe could talk about it, it ain’t shit for you to get a flightWent through some things that made me see you in a different lightI ain’t stuntin’ these hoes, I’m just livin’ lifeBut if we fall off, could I still call for some quick advice?Turned into strangers, still remember what your kiss is likeLights off, hands on your waist, always grip it tightTrying to figure out my feelings, I’m confusin’ youWhere I’m from, happy endings are unusualIf looks could kill, they’d be cryin’ at my funeralAnd even when you mad, girl, you still so beautiful (Uh)Bad lil’ thing from New York, her heart is too softShe feel all alone, but I’ve been there beforeShe just like it when you say less and do moreBaby, we not vibin’ if it’s too forcedTired of cryin’, she done cried all her last cries
She been heartbroken for the last timeGirl, if I wasn’t so heartless, you could have mineI was in the slums, thuggin’ with the bad guysYou said you’d never make me cryThat’s right before you made me crySaid you ain’t like them other guysThen you led me to my demiseI never should’ve gave it to you in the first placeAnd why the f**k I move in with you in that first place?I— I was the first one to put you up on that HermèsExotic beaches, just layin’ there like a mermaidCould’ve took your surname, kept you from them bird-brainsNow you in my burn book, f**k you and what’s-her-nameI’d rather physical, emotional’s the worst painYou triggering my anxiety in the worst waySometimes, the best thing you could do is step awayI’ll always be the one that you let get awayPut on our favorite song and I just let it playPull out the kit out and I might just let it sprayBad lil’ thing from New York, her heart is too softShe feel all alone, but I’ve been there beforeShe just like it when you say less and do moreBaby, we not vibin’ if it’s too forcedTired of cryin’, she done cried all her last criesShe been heartbroken for the last timeGirl, if I wasn’t so heartless, you could have mineI was in the slums, thuggin’ with the bad guysHmmI’ll be gone, I’ll be gone, I’ll be goneTold my bi**h, “Pick me up in the morning”Gone, I’ll be gone, I’ll be goneThis is toxic, don’t act like it’s normalThis is toxic, don’t act like it’s normal