More songs by Polo G
Description
Release Date: October 24, 2025
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
My brothers in that car with me, we built camaraderie.
Small circle, I prefer quality over quantity.
My heart purple, baby, I'm a soldier, can't get proper sleep. Devils just keep on haunting me, kill me 'fore I cop a plea.
Ain't aligned with his spirit, he just living unconsciously.
Show the world I'm fearless, I'm fulfilling my prophecy.
My name on this bad pretty bitch, she my property. I don't take them niggas serious, my opps comedy.
One time I sold over, almost overdosed, I'm still not sober.
No, I ain't a stoner, but I'm still in traffic with the smokers.
Still remain a loner, I just love some savages and vultures. Smell that stank aroma, dead opps we passing, let off doge.
On my way to the cash, backseat riding with my choppers.
I ain't worried about the snakes in the grass, I'm still locked in with my cobras.
My lil' bro a hella soldier, gang ties how we got closer. We'll fuck you over, he'll shoot for sure like Dennis
Schroder. My brothers in that car with me, we built camaraderie.
Small circle, I prefer quality over quantity.
My heart purple, baby, I'm a soldier, can't get proper sleep. Devils just keep on haunting me, kill me 'fore I cop a plea.
Ain't aligned with his spirit, he just living unconsciously.
Show the world I'm fearless, I'm fulfilling my prophecy.
My name on this bad pretty bitch, she my property. I don't take them niggas serious, my opps comedy.
Nah, the streets don't bother me, I been to jail before.
Nah, the heat don't bother me, I been to hell before. Bossed up and took L, think I won't like who gon' tell me no.
Affection, that's a side of me that I barely show.
Fucking different bitches, but the realest who I need the most. Love how I fuck her, got a demon stroke.
Lot of rounds like, "Girl, I need some more. " Locked in, don't care who beat the door.
I make mistakes, a grown man, but I still need to grow.
Two wrongs don't make a right, what you tryna get even for? Might hit the wood, but I don't even smoke.
My mind clouded off this blunt, it got me thinking slow.
This world cold like all I see is snow. Streets took a toll, I'm still grieving bro.
My brothers in that car with me, we built camaraderie. Small circle, I prefer quality over quantity.
My heart purple, baby, I'm a soldier, can't get proper sleep.
Devils just keep on haunting me, kill me 'fore I cop a plea.
Ain't aligned with his spirit, he just living unconsciously. Show the world I'm fearless, I'm fulfilling my prophecy.
My name on this bad pretty bitch, she my property.
I don't take them niggas serious, my opps comedy.