Songtexte Show Off - Polo Redd

Yeah
I just want to show them what I can do (Polo)

On that big business, fuck that other business
Put up a couple pennies, it won't be a witness
Money Hungry tunnel vision, top of the division
It's a suicidal mission if you go against it
Huh, I'm in that mode too, done got up more juice
Nigga try me, he on Fox 8, it's a code blue
Hit his bitch, cause she told me he was old news
Man these niggas, they done caught me in the wrong mood
Cause we do spins too, got F&Ns too
We pull up, Benz coupe, and this bitch brand new
And ain't no hoe in my blood, bitch I got hands too
You know these bands blue, oou
Nigga sleepy off the gas and them xans too
Brought the bitches through and a few for my mans too
And they ain't leaving til all of them hoes get ran through
Caught em snitching on the gang, know that boy food

I still don't think they get it, gotta give em' more

I hit Alexis inside of a Lexus
Big rims, big ass, shorty straight from Texas
The shit you talk about ain't really that impressive
Run it back a couple times, till you get the message
Bout that paper, ain't no second guessing
I'm the reason why your bitch so worried bout her edges
You the reason why your kid can't sip a flavored beverage
Run it back another time, till you get the message
Before the flexing, we did all the stretching
Thick bitch, fat ass, waste anorexic
You front me two I turn that shit to seven
Now I do eleven, money touching heaven
And they can't do the shit we do, and that's facts
I saw my boy on the news, that shit was mad wack
Hit that bitch doggy now she got a bad back
Now she see that I'm the reason why she had racks (Redd)