Pain Killerz Lyrics – Polo G

Read the full Pain Killerz lyrics by Polo G along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Polo G’s music, you can also explore Crash The Party and If I Gat To, two other songs by Polo G.

[Intro]
I can know I’m running late, I still won’t check the time
Trenches days, my stomach used to ache and so my neck was shining
Hit her DM, she told, “Flat me out”, I told her, “Never mind”
Reason I can fu*k his b!tch, I told up better lies
We was really selling Fentanyl, Kevin Federline
Swear to God, I miss my dogs, if I could press rewind
I’m like LeBron, when I ball I’m in a better prime
I’m out here in the field, standing tall, shots from his weapons flying
808 mafia, b!tch

[Verse]

Once your gang throw up your flag, .40 bang, wе on your ass
Shopping spree all through Rodeo, spend 10k just on one tag
Foеnem stepping in designer Amiri jeans, Chrome Hearts match
Hot s*it screeches, talk like Atlantas, play with me, it’s gon’ go bad
Just a rich gangsta, technically ain’t make it out the streets
Went through phases in his past, I think I finally reached my peace
Stu’, pigeon ass n!gga, red beam top his beef
We’ll put this s*it right in your face, backdoor, so when you sneak
Take vacation with my bae, when I love her, she a freak
I’m a stand-up ass n!gga, stick my chest out when I speak
Off them Perkies, he keep tryna tweak, he gon’ slide for weeks
Fu*k a mop, we bring them .30s out and b!tch we tryna sweep
Pain killers, like it’s sederunt, I’m high off medicine
If it’s war, then b!tch we better spin, we Chiraq veterans
Catch him with this b!tch, this Nina hit his hoe like lesbians
Like, don’t do that again, if 12 knocking, we won’t let ’em in