"Poland" lyrics

What up, Boat? (Huh)
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
I love you Reese (To Poland)
Go, go, woah

I took the Wock' to Poland (Go, go, go, go)
Y'all niggas broke as fuck, over there in poor land (Woah, woah, woah)
Car jackin', my boy, he's a tow man (Woah, woah, woah)

Gettin' money, so I'm makin' an anthem
808's knock him straight out the Phantom
Fucking that bitch, nigga I'm an animal
She know how to ride the stick, yeah, manual
You tottin' that high point, but it's jammable
I'm sippin' on Wock', nigga, fuck that Malibu
Shawty out here, we do what we wanna do
Smokin' on dope, whole lotta marijuana use
We know who hot, and it's not you
Fuckin' with me, better know that I got you
Drive house to house, do what I gotta do
Binoculars on the roof, we gon' watch you
And we gon' drop you when we spot you
Fake ass jewelry, I ain't finna rob you
Skrrt to my email, nigga, Yahoo
Drac' shells get to feelin' like hot glue
I told her "Chill"
I got them white bitches, Emmett Till
I'm getting money, so I chill
Thankin' the lord I ain't sign a deal
Wake up, nigga, already rollin'
Yachty took that Wock' out to Poland
Sippin lean, my piss, I can't hold it
Stop tellin' me, I know that I'm goated
Hood rat bitch, know I can't control it
I wasted Wockiana on my concrete
RSG, nigga, yeah, we chose it
Put it in every hole, I went bowling (She's a freakshow)
I went [?] ski (Yeah, we in Poland)
Can't cap, that bitch fuck, she did me
Ain't fuckin' with the RICO, so I'm duckin' weed