Can't Get Enough
Polo
Yeah
Sitting in the whip, got the tool in my hand
Blunt lit by the Bic, thinking of a master plan
Getting my money up seem simple enough
Tryna keep my pillows fluffed and a Backwood stuffed
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta call a bluff if a opp act tough
Gotta keep a few ounces iced in my cup
Dice got the tool, it ain't never on tuck
Energy say, nigga don't run up
I'll treat you like a pup and show ya bitch what's up
Acting like a bitch, hit em with a breast pump
Knock his whole head off, treat a nigga like Trump
Nigga bring them choppers out, got em running like Gump
Way a nigga hit the fence, thought I hit em with the jumper
Thought I hit em with the jumper
Don't test me stupid nigga I'll flunk ya
Straps hold bananas like monkeys
Gas on a nigga smell funky
Racks got my pockets looking bulky
Stabbing on your bitch like Chucky
She squirted like a yellow rubber ducky
Then I blew another log of the musty
Sitting in the whip, got the tool in my hand
Blunt lit by the Bic, thinking of a master plan
Getting my money up seem simple enough
Tryna keep my pillows fluffed and a Backwood stuffed
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta call a bluff if a opp act tough
Yeah
Sitting in the whip, got the tool in my hand
Blunt lit by the Bic, thinking of a master plan
Getting my money up seem simple enough
Tryna keep my pillows fluffed and a Backwood stuffed
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta call a bluff if a opp act tough
Gotta keep a few ounces iced in my cup
Dice got the tool, it ain't never on tuck
Energy say, nigga don't run up
I'll treat you like a pup and show ya bitch what's up
Acting like a bitch, hit em with a breast pump
Knock his whole head off, treat a nigga like Trump
Nigga bring them choppers out, got em running like Gump
Way a nigga hit the fence, thought I hit em with the jumper
Thought I hit em with the jumper
Don't test me stupid nigga I'll flunk ya
Straps hold bananas like monkeys
Gas on a nigga smell funky
Racks got my pockets looking bulky
Stabbing on your bitch like Chucky
She squirted like a yellow rubber ducky
Then I blew another log of the musty
Sitting in the whip, got the tool in my hand
Blunt lit by the Bic, thinking of a master plan
Getting my money up seem simple enough
Tryna keep my pillows fluffed and a Backwood stuffed
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta run it up cuz I can't get enough
Gotta call a bluff if a opp act tough
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Writer(s): Mark Läpple, Thaeous Coker
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