The Rest ft. Lang Lo Lyrics

Polo

Got these profits on my wrist and on my neck

Watch me pop shit wit my six and his whole set

Floating on the highway like I drive a jet

Get that check and blow that shit you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

Getting that check nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest, try me no test, all of my shots come direct

Ice on my neck, blew me a check, I treat ya hoe like a pet

I took that hoe to the vet, I keep the leash on her neck

I said no teeth with the neck, you cannot be where we at

At the top floor where we at, irrelevant, you a gnat

Step out the drip on splat, pull out, I bust on her crack

Fuck in the hood, not a rat, fuck her too good to go back

Cut em a slice like a slat, hold the boy up like a slack

Aye in my hood yeah I'm good though

Can't say the same about your face hoe

Just throw em away like some waste hoe

I just dodge em like that case tho

Got these profits on my wrist and on my neck

Watch me pop shit wit my six and his whole set

Floating on the highway like I drive a jet

Get that check and blow that shit you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

Getting that check nigga, you know the rest

Got your profit on my wrist, double that shit on my neck

Yo main one on my lap, still make that hoe run laps

For the dick she pressed, don't get it, she upset, she pissed

Look like a nigga done pissed

All this gold on my body, I'm Egyptian, not rich yet, but that's the mission

Fuck up a check, you know the (rest)

Say she love me, I press eject, cause I don't trust not one of these bishes

Still get her wetter, work of fiction, Moby Dicking this lil bitch down

Cant believe how well she take it, can't make this up, can't fake it

Not a hood in my city that I can't go, that's my word, my bond, I stamp it

Niggas claiming that they getting to the bag, for the cash, young linebacker nigga run rampant

Profits on my wrist and on my neck

Watch me pop shit wit my six and his whole set

Floating on the highway like I drive a jet

Get that check and blow that shit you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

You know the rest nigga, you know the rest

Getting that check nigga, you know the rest