Polo G – Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

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Polo G Bad Man

He took some time to work on the deluxe edition of his chart-topping album and Polo G has released the first track from the updated version of Hall of Fame. Although we won’t receive Hall of Fame 2.0until December 3, Polo G is kicking things off with his new single, “Bad Man (Smooth Criminal).” He first began teasing this track last week and more recently, fans received a sneak peek into the single’s music video.

“Bad Man (Smooth Criminal)” unsurprisingly samples Michael Jackson’s megahit “Smooth Criminal,” a song from his iconic 1987 album, Bad. Fans will soon watch Polo G perform this one live on his Hall of Fame Tour that jumps back into action next Friday, November 19. The rapper begins in Rhode Island, makes his way to California, and finishes up a handful of dates in the Midwest before heading south to conclude in Georgia.

Polo G – Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) (prod. Travis Sayles & Khaled Rohaim)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Lil Capalot, bitch, ha

[Verse 1]
Smooth criminal, Mike Jack
And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back
Pull that TEC out just to make a statement
He gon’ need a body bag or a night sack
He a bitch, he’ll fold under pressure
I can tell from his posture, man, he ain’t really like that
Mama told me, “I don’t care if you scared
Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back”
We’ll beat his ass if he try to throw the folks up
What’s all that shit you was sayin’ like you was so tough?
They gon’ have to carry your mans if he approach us
Creepin’ in, that glizzy’ll blam when we get close up
Rich-ass gangster, my gun match the color of my car
Any sudden movement and this bitch go, “Fah, fah”
Bet I have him huggin’ Allah
I’m the G.O.A.T., I’m a thug, I’m a star

[Chorus]
Youngin’ tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin’, better keep a .40 cal’ by the seat
He was bangin’ wrong ’til they found him deceased
It’s a whole lot of evil roamin’ ’round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin’ in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin’ out, “No way”
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?

[Verse 2]
Still on that bullshit, MJ
Really one of the hottest, and I never dropped a mixtape
All my life, had to risk-take
But if they come and try me, .40 kickin’ ’til my wrist break
Let anybody in this bitch play
I’ma have my C’s leave his ass in the ground with a stiff face
Where I’m from, all the killers turn hood legend
And they known through them blocks like Dikembe
Totin’ on something bigger than The Great Khali
Thirty shots’ll knock him down like Muhammad Ali
Do the race, scratch off in a Trackhawk Jeep
Catch him lackin’, then it’s R.I.P., bitch

[Chorus]
Youngin’ tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin’, better keep a .40 cal’ by the seat
He was bangin’ wrong ’til they found him deceased
It’s a whole lot of evil roamin’ ’round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin’ in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin’ out, “No way”
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?