Start Up Again
Polo G Moneybagg Yo Lyrics

I be with savages, they is not havin' it
I'm with some dangerous people who won't tolerate any issues

If it's ever a problem, we tackle it
If there's a problem, we take care of it

Switch on the chopper, that bitch get to rattlin'
We turn on the automatic rifle, and it starts making noise

Really hate 'em, gon' shoot up the candlelit
We despise our enemies so much that we'll even shoot up a peaceful gathering they're attending

Lil' mama thick, but just watch how I handle it
This girl is curvy, but I'll take care of her properly

Beat up the pussy, I damage it
I'll have rough sex with her till she can't take it anymore

Passport stamp, fuck the ref, how I'm travelin'
I'm traveling abroad so often that I don't care about getting a passport stamp or the authorities keeping track

Louis by Virgil, my drip is immaculate, uh
I have designer clothing from Louis Vuitton, designed by Virgil Abloh, and I look impeccable

Give me a beat, I'm attackin' it, uh
When I hear a beat, I'll create a rap verse immediately

Might catch a B when I'm clappin' it
I might catch a body when I shoot my gun

Opps, they some bitches, we beefin' with actresses
Our rivals are fake, and they're like actors, so we're beefing with them

Post in the trap, we got D in the cabinet, uh
I'm in the drug trap, and we have illegal drugs in the cabinet

She get on her knees when she gaggin' it
When she's giving me oral sex, she gets on her knees and gags on it

Might cop a 'Cat 'cause I beat all them challenges
I might buy a Lamborghini because I've overcome all the obstacles and challenges in my life

Hundred twenty a show what I'm averagin'
I make an average of $120,000 per show

On the ropes, I ain't fold, I wasn't panickin'
Even when I was in a difficult situation, I didn't give up or panic

She over with, now I'm all in her friends
I'm done with my ex-girlfriend, and now I'm interested in her friends

Two hundred shots, they gon' ball up your mans
If we shoot 200 times, your friends will all die

Lil Jo keep cappin', he noddin' off Xans, uh
My friend Lil Jo keeps lying, and he's nodding off Xanax

I'm Euro steppin' in France, uh
I'm taking long steps while walking in France

Drip check, Amiri my pants
I'm checking my outfit, and I'm wearing Amiri pants

Glock a guitar, we gon' rock out like bands
My handgun looks like a guitar, and we'll shoot it like we're playing a musical instrument

Spin through they block, he get killed where he stand
If we drive through their neighborhood, we'll kill anyone we see standing outside

I ran up some change, then bust down a chain (go)
I made a lot of money and spent it on expensive jewelry

Benjamin, Grants, my pockets got names (whoa)
My pockets are filled with $100 and $50 bills, which I call by name

The Bentley cocaine, that look like the main
My car is white like cocaine, and it stands out

A brick of white Forces, same color them thangs (thirty-six)
My Nike Air Force Ones are white like a brick of cocaine, and I wear size 36

I just got booked to go somewhere in Spain (gone)
I've been scheduled to perform in Spain soon

Fuck a fiancé, I married the game (I do)
I don't care about a romantic partner - I'm married to the rap game

It's really two hundred an occasion, man (where?)
I charge $200 for every event I perform at

I'm on the jet eatin' Raising Cane's
I'm on a private jet, eating at Raising Cane's restaurant

They trippin', the grass too high
My enemies are acting strange, maybe due to smoking too much marijuana

I don't never be at the house in Memphis (why?)
I'm rarely at my house in Memphis, maybe because I'm always traveling for work

I done outgrew the city (yeah)
I've grown too big for Memphis and its limited opportunities

Swapped out the digits, these niggas can't hit me (nah)
I've changed my phone number so that my enemies can't contact or harm me

Lil' box at the back of the Glock, we got switches
I have a small compartment in the back of my gun where I keep spare magazines

Awful lot of cough syrup on my Dickies (dope)
There's a lot of cough syrup spilled on my Dickies clothing from sipping Codeine

I'm so picky when it comes to these bitches (why?)
I have high standards when it comes to choosing girlfriends/women

Bougie gangster chick tote my blicky, got wifey with me, ay
I have an elegant gangster wife, who carries my gun, and she's with me right now

I got a way with these words, I got a way with these hoes
I'm skilled in both my rapping and seduction abilities

I keep it too thorough (raw)
I keep things real and honest

Talkin' my shit on a whole 'nother level
I'm rapping more confidently and boastfully than ever

I just was over there, I speak for the ghetto
I was born and raised in a poor urban area, and my music represents that

Eight ounces of Wock' in the Faygo, I'm KO
I mixed eight ounces of Codeine in my Faygo drink, and now I'm feeling the effects

These niggas fake, put together like Play-Doh (ha)
My rivals are phony, and they're like Play-Doh - not genuine

Drillin' this new ho (uh)
I'm having sex with a new girl

Ride like a horse so I pass her to Polo (here)
I'm so good in bed that I'm passing the girl I'm having sex with to Polo G