Polo G, Southside, Future - Madden lyrics

Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh

Ayy, look, i do this shit for all my
Guys that got put under
Fifty shots, I'm a drummer
Them guns spit thunder one-shot and he dead
Call that bitch the one-hit-wonder
No, we don't aim for legs
Tryna make it hot all summer
As a small kid, I used to want a H2 Hummer
My uncle did a bid
They could've gave him football numbers
I went from Mandrake
Daily tryna work on my jumper
Now it's gang gang, we stay on
Top of shit like a plunger, uh
Old heads can't trick us
Drop rakes we flick up
Blow his face, get zipped up
Ambulance pick up
Uh, red cups full of liquor
Let lead bust for my niggas
Come through and tear it
Up with them blickers
I really fed all of my killers

Uh, I know you waitin', gettin' fed up
You runnin' out of patience
Just keep your head up
I told you we'll make it
Can't give my meds up, I see too many faces
Uh in 'em foreigns racin'
Best make it count
Make sure it's no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team
That was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything
That's hard to take in (Uh uh uh)