Текст песни Marco Polo - Harry Mack

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm comin' through with the dope flow
Go on, pop the collar on your polo
Over heads like an airplane, I'm the illest flower
Cuttin' rappers down like the mower

Ayy, I get loose with the vocals
Ayy, go on, pop the collar on your polo
Ayy, flyin' over heads like airplane
Illest flower, I'ma run you over with the mower

Yeah, y'all know what I'm about
H-Mack, man, I'm really 'bout to stay on my route
Hold up, they be blind to my rhymes, I'm the rapper that they can't see
Might rock polo, you know we livin' fancy

Ayy, and y'all know that I'm explorin'
I be rockin' polo, I be rockin' Ralph Lauren
Harry Mack, I'm all up in it, y'all know that I'm prime
All my lines blurred 'cause they so fast, I rock designer

Never that, I'm in the black tee, y'all can see me
When it come to lyrics, I'ma make it look easy
Yes, of course, I ride the track like a Porsche
Matter fact, since it's polo, I'ma ride it like a horse

Yeah, we goin' in, better pay attention
I got all the lyrics that the people 'bout to mention
Hold up, y'all know I'm bangin' with the hard flow
They tryna find me in the polo, yellin' out, "Marco!"

Ayy, I'm fresh with the vocals
Get to poppin' the collar on your polo
Flyin' over heads like an airplane
I'm the best flower, runnin' over rappers like the mower

Ayy, comin' through, with the dope vocals
Ayy, get to poppin' collars on your polo
Flyin' over heads like an airplane
I'm the best flower, you gettin' run over like a mower

I be high in the sky, chillin' up in heaven
I be high in the sky, 747
I be gettin' down, killin' plenty crews
Flyin' over heads like an F-22

Yeah, and I'm about to put my lyrics on ya
I be stealth like a B-52 bomber
Yeah, and y'all know I'ma make it hella fly
Like a plane stewardess, I take it to the sky

Hold up, I'm stayin' on some fly shit
In the cockpit, callin' me the pilot
When I drop the bar, they 'bout to enjoy this
Said I'm flyin' the plane, I got the joystick
It's for your enjoyment
Yeah, I got lyrics in the stash
Got you terrified like a plane that's 'bout to crash
Hold up, and every time I'm spittin' the sound
I treat these rappers like planes, I got 'em hittin' the ground

Let's go, ayy, yeah, I got the bomb vocals
Get to poppin' the collar up on your polo
Over heads like an airplane, I'm the number one flower
'Bout to run 'em over with the mower

What? Y'all know I got the fly vocals
Get to poppin' the collar up on your polo
Over heads like an airplane
I'm the number one flower

Check it, alright, listen, one more verse
Ayy, everybody out there really know I'm the bomb
I be cuttin' rappers down like I was mowin' my lawn
Yeah, you know that I keep the lyrics up in the stash
Said I'm cuttin' rappers down, I'm 'bout to treat 'em like grass

Yeah, hold up, and I got the vibe you know I'm crazy with
All these lyrics, I keep it clean like yard maintenance
Doin' what I gotta do, you know it's not no drag
They be cuttin' down the grass, then they throw it in the bag

Hold up, and lyrics, I'm really 'bout to push 'em in
The homie said somethin', so you was shushin' him
Lookin' to the side like, "Be quiet
'Cause this dude really kickin' a lyrical riot"

I'm the flyest like the plane when I'm flowin' off the brain
Said I'm fancy like the polo shirt doin' work, leavin' rappers hurt
Ayo, I'm killin' these raps
Go ahead and tell me how you feel about that, let's-