Rounds

Rounds Lyrics

Sheesh
Yeah
(JD on tha track)
(Glitt, baow) yeah, yeah
Sheesh, baow, baow (what you be sayin?)
Sheesh, sheesh

Baow, gang (gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin' babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on her watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
Might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don't push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt 'em down
Then we send some rounds, rounds we making it hot
I got some aim with this Draco, I blow it's loud, loud
He dead when he drop (baow, baow, baow, baow)

Big drip (baow), Fivey (Fivey), I'm tryna catch me a body
I know some niggas do killings and robberies
My shorty a bug, he geeking off molly
We turn it up, throw dubs in Follies
Foenem choppin' the brick like karate
I've been a goat, lil' bitch, ain't no probably
Heard he want smoke, lil' nigga no problem
My niggas ready for war
I make some millions but I need some more
Remember we slept on the floor
He get to tweaking, we kicking the door
Brand new mop, I'ma make it do chores
Stop all that talking, you making me bored
I keep that hammer on me like I'm Thor
We catch him outside he get blown off the porch

Gang (gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin' babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on her watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
Might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don't push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt 'em down
Then we send some rounds, rounds we making it hot (sheesh)
I got some aim with this Draco (sheesh), I blow it's loud, loud
He dead when he drop (sheesh)

Big drip (big drip), Fivey (Fivey)
I probably fuckin' a thottie
Qué lo qué? To all the mamis
She keep on callin' me zaddy
We see an opp, we on his body (baow)
Take a Perc, move like a zombie (baow)
They say they lookin' to line me
But they know exactly where to find me
They never come, try me (nah)
They call me drum, papi
I could move dumb, boppy (baow)
And you can't stop me
Uh, we make the situation oppy (uh)
I got the money it's makin' me cocky
See the moves and then they copy
If you wanna win, you gotta watch me
Fivey

Gang (gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin' babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on her watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
Might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don't push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt 'em down
Then we send some rounds, rounds we making it hot (sheesh)
I got some aim with this Draco (sheesh), I blow it's loud, loud
He dead when he drop (sheesh)

Writer(s): Calvin Woods, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Makael Rashaun Steele, Maxie Ryles
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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