'21' Lyrics By Polo G | Official Lyrics

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Read the official lyrics to '21' by American rapper Polo G. '21' was released by Polo G last year -2020- to celebrate his 21st birthday, the hit song was produced by Khaled Rohaim and Keanu Beats.

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Polo G - 21 Lyrics

Chorus
Decorate your block with red tape, foenem sliding every day
Bunch of hollows spitting out the Glock
I been serving fiends all day, out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day, don't believe in taking breaks
I ain't stopping till we chilling at the top

Verse 1
Swerving on the E-way, don't care if I crash in this coupe
Shit I'm thinking 'bout too real, might lose my mind in this coupe
Can't relapse off these drugs, man, R.I.P. to Juice
We was tweaking off them Percs, I popped my last one with you
Bond tight with my day ones, ain't tryna find no recruits
We was playing give and take on that front line with my troops
Ayy, like who want smoke? We got plenty guns
Keep two lil' savages on X and they gon' get it done
And them hollow tips do surgery, they gon' clip his lungs
It was goin' down on the set, that's when this shit was fun
I just been balling on these niggas like I'm Kendrick Nunn
Every day my birthday, bitch, it's lit, I just turned twenty-one

Chorus
Decorate your block with red tape, foenem sliding every day
Bunch of hollows spitting out the Glock
I been serving fiends all day, out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day, don't believe in taking breaks
I ain't stopping till we chilling at the top

Verse 2
Ever since I stepped up in this game, I've been a bomb threat
I was in the trenches, tryna see a life beyond that
'Cause complacent niggas usually die up in they complex
Nigga, where I'm from, they turn death into a contest
Living by the gun, put all my trust into this compact
My niggas went to war, but they ain't get no Vietnam check
Lil' bro want his head, he tryna make his brains ooze
Lil' bitch, I'm from the Northside where they raise goons
Took losses in these streets, shit got me singing gang blues
I been a real nigga 'fore this shit became cool
I'm the type to switch my watch up every time I change moods
He the type to get excited 'cause he made The Shade Room

Chorus
Decorate your block with red tape, foenem sliding every day
Bunch of hollows spitting out the Glock
I been serving fiends all day, out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day, don't believe in taking breaks
I ain't stopping till we chilling at the top

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