Tha Polar Express Lyrics

Brody, wake me up

Late at night, what the fuck is this

Big ass piece of steel in the front

Had to check my hip

Conductor asking for the ticket, nigga

I'm just punchin' it

Asking for, my name is Breezy, nigga

Don't forget Tha kid

Wanna test my demons, nigga

know, I'm just really bipolar

Hot like some chocolate, but these bitches want more than a boner

Move hidden, dreams in camouflage

Like I'm a toy soldier

Shrek a mean eighty in the slums

Now they call me Ogre

From the north, still taggin' bitches in the west

Percocet, Percocet

Now I want some Neck

J-40 in the whip

That shii give me stress

Have to fuck around and ship it through the Polar Express

It's the Polar

It's the Polar Express

It's the Polar

It's the Polar Express

Call me Draymond Green the way

I Be carrying these techs

Like a seatbelt all my niggas, they strapped in threats

Chigga-chigga, when I'm winning, nigga

A chicken parm

This Big bad chop, will blow ya house down

Call up State Farm

My nigga will get to fold ya like laundry

Take a arm n leg

And Yeah, I'm fuckin' with the law again

Never fuck with feds

Don't ask me about no fuckin

Don't ask me about no fuckin' chocolate

Better hit the deck

They Jack n all my Frost

I'm really thinkin' this the Breezy Express

Wock in my head, goin' to the North Pole

Breezy runnin' Trapmas, Head Honcho

We gon' make it to the top, me and my bros

Gremlin thicker, than some blood, bitch, we on go

Off white fur, with peanut butter, bitch, I'm Blanco

All my niggas, perfect attendance, you a no-show

Grab tha sack fill, with loot, fuck a ho-ho

Damn, bitch, wanna train, run a her

So I hit up Thomas

She slippin', tryna find my ice

Thinkin' she a geologist

She better off kickin' rocks then fuckin wit me

Let's be honest

I'm tryna get some bread, not some head, bitch

Use ya knockin' at our destination

Now I'm Milly rockin'

Servin' to the Elves, nigga

Now we all poppin'

Then I fucked Ms. Claus, and now we goin' home

From the North, still tag a bitch that's in the West

Percocet, Percocet, now I want some Neck

J-40 in the whip, that shii give me stress

Have to fuck around and ship it through the Polar Express

It's the Polar

It's the Polar Express

It's the Polar

It's the Polar Express

Call me Draymond Green tha way, I be carryin' these techs

Like a seatbelt, all my niggas, they strapped in threats