Polo G - My All Lyrics

Love Could Have You In A Trance
You Need To Desperately Wake Up From
When It Was Time To Dance,
Could Always Count On You To Be My Plus-One
High On Cloud Nine From Stomach Butterflies,
It’s When That Rush Come
I Gave That Ungrateful B!tch My All,
That Wasn’t Enough, Huh

No, I Swear These Hoes, You Can’t Trust ’em
Baby, I Don’t Want Relations, I’m Just Tryna F#ck Some
I’m Just Tryna Drop A Hit And Make The Club Jump
But I Hate That I Was Too Deep In So Young

I Done Spent Two-Thirty
On A Brand-New Richard Mille
I Been Turnt Up,
I’m The Youngest And The Richest In My City
All On Twitter On My D!ck Because
That B!tch Can’t Get Up With Mе
This Rapper Lifestyle Lit,
CallеD It A Quits And Now She Sh!tty, Uh

In My Bag, Not In My Feelings,
Do I Miss It? Nah, Not Really
And I Know These N!ggas Envy,
So I’m Clutchin’ On My Semi
With My Goon Squad, And We Don’t Catch A Temp,
So Please Don’t Tempt Me
Glock Gon’ Do It’s Job And Bro Gon’
Blow That B!tch ’til It Get Empty, Uh

And For Bro, I’d Give My Kidney Up,
Shots, That’s A Hundred Sixty Plus
Me And Liv Just F#cked Philly Up,
F#cking Hoes, I Done Bust Plenty Nuts
My Care On Zero, Not No Hero,
N!gga, I Don’t Give Any F#cks
Adrenaline, That’s Why My Fit Gon’
Spaz Out And Let Glizzies Bust

Love Could Have You In A Trance
You Need To Desperately Wake Up From
When It Was Time To Dance,
Could Always Count On You To Be My Plus-One
High On Cloud Nine From Stomach Butterflies,
It’s When That Rush Come
I Gave That Ungrateful B!tch My All,
That Wasn’t Enough, Huh

No, I Swear These Hoes, You Can’t Trust ’em
Baby, I Don’t Want Relations, I’m Just Tryna F#ck Some
I’m Just Tryna Drop A Hit And Make The Club Jump
But I Hate That I Was Too Deep In So Young

Casamigos Sippin’,
I’m So In That I Can’t Speak Proper
She Be Doin’ D!cks From Block To Block,
Heard She’s A Street Hopper
1300, Baby, But Got Love From All The Rerockers
Them Sliders Stampin’ Hits,
Ain’t Gotta Ask Who Did It, We Shot You

For Ed ‘nem And Lil Bit, Bi!tch,
You Will Get Your Hood Hit
Had To Watch ’em Get Put In The Grave,
Them The Same N!ggas I Stood With
Bronem Tryna Ease That Pain
Every Time That Them ‘woods Lit
Accept All My Mistakes,
It’s Just One Thing I Wish I Could Fix

N!ggas Did Way Too Much Talkin’,
It’s A Lot Of Dead Opps That I Should Diss
And Really I Be Humble,
It’s A Lot Of Hoes That I Could Hit
‘fore I Fall Off Or Stumble,
We Extort N!ggas On Some Suge Sh!t
How The F#ck You Gon’ Speak On
What I Did With My Chances?
You Ain’t Never Took Risks

Love Could Have You In A Trance
You Need To Desperately Wake Up From
When It Was Time To Dance,
Could Always Count On You To Be My Plus-One
High On Cloud Nine From Stomach Butterflies,
It’s When That Rush Come
I Gave That Ungrateful B!tch My All,
That Wasn’t Enough, Huh

No, I Swear These Hoes, You Can’t Trust ’em
Baby, I Don’t Want Relations, I’m Just Tryna F#ck Some
I’m Just Tryna Drop A Hit And Make The Club Jump
But I Hate That I Was Too Deep In So Young