Clap - Polo G: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Clap

1,121

Rap

Clap was released on May 29, 2026 by Capalot/Columbia Records as a part of the album Clap - Single

Popular Segments

Song Details

Most Popular

Past 7 Days

00:00 - 00:05

Clap was discovered most frequently in the first few seconds of the song during the past week

00:00

00:05

00:25

00:50

01:00

01:10

01:15

01:20

01:30

02:00

00:00

02:05

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Polo G

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Taurus Bartlett

Taurus Bartlett

Lyrics

Dwan Avery

Composer

Bryson March

Composer

Will Keating

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

KRAZYMOB

Producer

Ayo

Recording Engineer

Todd Hurtt

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

A couple real **** died, a lot of gangsters not here

It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear

Working that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips

We ah turn up, who gon' tell us that ain't our year?

I been chose, at first, couldn't see my path

Take one of mines, do one of yo' soldiers worse, unleash my wrath

No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh

No matter how much we fall in the dirt, we act like we not trapped

Play with me, I clap

[Verse 1]

Bulletproof truck and its tented up, bitch, I remain tact

I done seen enough and did enough, that's why I'm laid back

My lil' bros pop out with Gens, now the opps know they can't lack

Splash Brothers, they like twins, they went and caught the same hat

It's time to flame pack, 45 clap, he gat his brain snatched

Free Trench Baby, we trench kids, bitch, that's just how my gang act

Let me introduce you to my end where we shoot Glocks and slang crack

I rather tell shit how it is, bitch, I cannot debate facts

[Chorus]

A couple real **** died, a lot of gangsters not here

It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear

Working that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips

We ah turn up, who gon' tell us that ain't our year?

I been chose, at first, couldn't see my path

Take one of mines, do one of yo' soldiers worse, unleash my wrath

No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh

No matter how much we fall in the dirt, we act like we not trapped

Play with me, I clap

Play with me, I clap, I ain't know I was chosen

I know a couple opps just internet wolf, he ain't gon' slide but trollin'

Hell yeah I'll slide for foenem, you ain't do shit for the guys, you bogus

I heard you ain't put shit on none of they books to none of them guys you postin'

Got .33 in a stick for this .9 I'm totin', this for the side opposing

When it comes to that bag, I'm on it, you can tell that I'm havin' motion

Off X my eyes was rolling, fightin' back but I'm tryna focus

We ah close his eyes for loafin', I was taught murder my opponent

Dope and Fentanyl had the fiends hooked, now I just rap a chorus

Want respect, revenge, we slidin'for it, pistol clap performing

All my lil' whoadies on bullshit, so ain't no tryin Taurus

What you know 'bout losses, pain I took and I just had to absorb it

[Outro]

A couple real **** died, a lot of gangsters not here

Written by: Bryson March, Dwan Avery, Taurus Bartlett, Will Keating

Shazam Footer

Select language:

Company

Legal

Chrome Web Store

Galaxy Store

Follow Us

© Copyright 2026 Apple Inc. and its affiliates | Supplier Responsibility

Loading...