IDK – Mr. Police (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

IDK drops the official music video for the song, “Mr. Police,” self-produced alongside Jim Lang. The piece is the first teaser to the ‘F65’ project. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Idk Mr. Police

“Mr. Police, how are you? / Just like your clothes, you make me blue / I look both ways, I cross the street / There was no one around, how did you see me?” the Maryland native innocently asks as his song begins. Things become more heated on the chorus as IDK continues, “And I’m like, what the f*ck he mean? Got a n*gga f*cked up / Ain’t no way that I believe, I’ll be shit out of luck / All these pigs wanna test me, tryna put me in the cuffs.”

As HipHopDX notes, the lyricist took a similar statement-making approach with his last release before “Mr. Police.” At the time, he and Rich The Kid came together for the first time on “850 (We On Top).” The collab hears IDK chiefly reflect on his past and the years he spent in the trap. He’s obviously since been able to turn his life around, visiting cities like Los Angeles, Japan, France, and Spain while spreading an important message with his music. Back in February, he also gave us his “Radioactive” single, which came alongside an energetic visual.

IDK – Mr. Police (prod. IDK & Jim Lang)

20 April 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
Clue No Clue LLC. with Warner Records Inc., ℗ 2023 Warner Records Inc.

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mr. Police, how are you?
Just like your clothes, you make me blue
I look both ways, I cross the street
There was no one around, how did you see me?
I’ll take the ticket, Mr. Police (Uh)
Mr. Police, how do you do?
You say I sped right past you
I obeyed the signs, I thought I was fine
Hope I don’t go to jail, said I read your mind
But this time it’s just a fine

[Chorus]
And I’m like, what the fuck he mean? Got a nigga fucked up
Ain’t no way that I believe, I’ll be shit out of luck
All these pigs wanna test me, tryna put me in the cuffs
I’m on my Boosie shit, on my Boosiе shit (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), fuck the policе (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), middle finger police
Said, fuck the police (Bitch), fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), middle finger police (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Mr. Police, how are you?
I know my rights, I’m no fool
You question me, I don’t know shit
My lawyer told me to close my lips
I guess I’m goin’ on a trip (Trip, trip, trip)
Mr. Police, I know where you live (I know, I know, I know, I know, I know)
You got a wife and four kids (I know, I know, I know, I know)
Couple mistresses and a guy on the side
I’ll tell them all ’cause I’m God damn tied
I’ll be goin’ on a ride

[Chorus]
And I’m like, what the fuck he mean? Got a nigga fucked up
Ain’t no way that I believe, I’ll be shit out of luck
All these pigs wanna test me, tryna put me in the cuffs
I’m on my Boosie shit, on my Boosie shit (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), middle finger police
Said, fuck the police (Bitch), fuck the police (Bitch)
Fuck the police (Bitch), middle finger police (Uh)

[Outro]
Mr. Police, how are you?