text: Polo, Polo
  Polo G
  Hmm
  Bad lil thing from New York, her heart is too sore
  She feel all alone, but Ive been there before
  She just like it when you say less and do more
  Baby, we not vibin if its too forced
  Tired of cryin, she done cried all her last cries
  She been heartbroken for the last time
  Girl, if I wasnt so heartless, you could have mine
  I was in the slums, thuggin with the bad guys
  Countin millions, flyin private just to pass time
  And every time I hit the road, Im on thе cash grind
  Its hard adaptin to this life, I live the fast kind
  But wе can rock until Im spittin out my last rhyme
  How many times we gotta argue fore we get it right?
  Cause it been long days and bitter nights
  We could talk about it, it aint shit for you to get a flight
  Went through some things that made me see you in a different light
  I aint stuntin these hoes, Im just livin life
  But if we fall off, could I still call for some quick advice?
  Turned into strangers, still remember what your kiss is like
  Lights off, hands on your waist, always grip it tight
  Trying to figure out my feelings, Im confusin you
  Where Im from, happy endings are unusual
  If looks could kill, theyd be cryin at my funeral
  And even when you mad, girl, you still so beautiful 
  Bad lil thing from New York, her heart is too sore
  She feel all alone, but Ive been there before
  She just like it when you say less and do more
  Baby, we not vibin if its too forced
  Tired of cryin, she done cried all her last cries
  She been heartbroken for the last time
  Girl, if I wasnt so heartless, you could have mine
  I was in the slums, thuggin with the bad guys
  You said youd never make me cry
  Thats right before you made me cry
  Said you aint like them other guys
  Then you led me to my demise
  I never shouldve gave it to you in the first place
  And why the fuck I move in with you in that first place?
  I— I was the first one to put you up on that Hermès
  Exotic beaches, just layin there like a mermaid
  Couldve took your surname, kept you from them bird-brains
  Now you in my burn book, fuck you and whats-her-name
  Id rather physical, emotionals the worst pain
  You triggering my anxiety in the worst way
  Sometimes, the best thing you could do is step away
  Ill always be the one that you let get away
  Put on our favorite song and I just let it play
  Pull out the get-at and I might just let it spray
  Bad lil thing from New York, her heart is too sore
  She feel all alone, but Ive been there before
  She just like it when you say less and do more
  Baby, we not vibin if its too forced
  Tired of cryin, she done cried all her last cries
  She been heartbroken for the last time
  Girl, if I wasnt so heartless, you could have mine
  I was in the slums, thuggin with the bad guys
  Hmm
  Ill be gone, Ill be gone, Ill be gone
  Told my bitch, Pick me up in the morning
  Gone, Ill be gone, Ill be gone
  This is toxic, dont act like its normal
  This is toxic, dont act like its normal