This is a song about "Macro polo"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

Still aint no solo dolo just rockin the new apparel polo

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Yo bitches beggin she can see my polo draws

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

V-neck polo, horse be the logo

I'mma do this fast or slow

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Polo draws to package up my package while i'm packin in this passage

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Polo purple like the dope i'm hittin, knock yo bat out call it batter out