Polo G is the No. 1 “Rapstar” two weeks running with his first Billboard Hot 100 chart-topper.
The Chicago-based rapper teased the ukulele-driven trap song in a YouTube clip a year ago, which shows him singing the acoustic version while one of the song’s producers, Einer Bankz, plays the ukulele. He told Genius that the “planes flyin’, crowds screamin’, money counters, chains clangin’” he talks about in “Rapstar” measured how he was “leveling up as a rapper.”
Check out the lyrics and music video below.
(Shout out my n—a Synco)
Uh (Tuned up)
Copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like, “F— it, I’ma count while I’m in it”
I hear planes flyin’, crowds screamin’, money counters, chains clangin’
Sh–, I guess that’s how it sound when you winnin’
I ain’t jokin’, do it sound like I’m kiddin’?
I’ve been makin’ like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin’
I’m probably gon’ drown when I’m in it
I bet she gon’ get loud when I’m in it
And we might have a child when I’m finished
Uh, I won’t love a ho, after we f— she can’t get near me
Only bi— I give a conversation to is Siri
My pants Amiri, yes, I’m winnin’, clearly
I’m the chosen one, seen my potential so they fear me
Lately I’ve been prayin’, God, I wonder can you hear me?
Thinkin’ ’bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly
Stay down ’til you come up, I’ve been stickin’ to that theory
Every day a battle, I’m exhausted and I’m weary
Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary
I fought through it all, but that sh– hurt me severely
I’ve been gettin’ high to hide behind my insecurities
Takin’ different pills but I know it ain’t gon’
Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like, “F— it, I’ma count while I’m in it”
I hear planes flyin’, crowds screamin’, money counters, chains clangin’
Sh–, I guess that’s how it sound when you winnin’
I ain’t jokin’, do it sound like I’m kiddin’?
I’ve been makin’ like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin’
I’m probably gon’ drown when I’m in it
I bet she gon’ get loud when I’m in it (uh, uh)
And we might have a child when I’m finished
They say I’m Pac rebirth, never put out a weak verse
Homicides when we lurk, I’ma step ’til my feet hurt
Weren’t puttin’ them streets first
White tees turned burgundy T-shirts
Lookin’ for somethin’ real, he stuck in a deep search
Anxiety killin’ me, I just wanna leave Earth
When they ask if I’m okay, it just make everything seem worse
Tryna explain your feelings sound like something you rehearsed
Stabbed me in my back with a clean smirk
Lookin’ so deep into your eyes, I can read your thoughts, so
Shut the f—, I mean, please don’t talk
I done been through too much and I don’t need another loss
Put that on every war scar, for every battle I fought
Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like, “F— it, I’ma count while I’m in it”
I hear planes flyin’, crowds screamin’, money counters, chains clangin’
Sh–, I guess that’s how it sound when you winnin’
I ain’t jokin’, do it sound like I’m kiddin’?
I’ve been makin’ like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin’
I’m probably gon’ drown when I’m in it
I bet she gon’ get loud when I’m in it
And we might have a child when I’m finished
When I’m finished
When I’m finished
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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Taurus Bartlett, Einer Bankz, Alexander Wu
