Poles Up - Sinizter

I ain’t talkin' strippers, but we got them poles up

Red dot up on his chin, have his ass froze up

Hunnid 'round drum 'till he’s ten toes up

Hollow tip hit him make his brains blow up

I ain’t talkin' strippers, but we got them poles up

Red dot up on his chin, have his ass froze up

Hunnid 'round drum 'till he’s ten toes up

Hollow tip hit him make his brains blow up

This one for all my ones

Shoutout to my guns

Bodies in the trunk starting to smell like a skunk

Replace the spare with a fuckin barrel and a pump

Air it out better run hear the snare from the drum

Rocking out popping out like a robot

Heavy metal take your life in a to-go box

As soon as you start sweating you defeated, no socks

I don’t give a fuck about your features botox

Not a co-op

Bitch you better go out

Gun show is sold out

The ammo when it roll out

Reload then we show up and show out

C4 bitch it’s looking like a blow out