Rounds
D-Moe, go get the pounds
Tadoe, go get the rounds
Ay, bitch, it's going down (ay)
Lot of bullets going round, and round, and round
I'm off a flat, I feel tall, and strong (very strong)
That bitch gon' go click-clack boom (ay, boom)
It's an elephant in the fucking room (free)
Make some room, 'fore you make the tomb
Bitch, I'm off a Xanax, a damn flat, and damn thrax (ay)
Come through your block shooting at your damn head like gratata, duh-duh-duh
Then pull off like, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Then I blow the smoke up off my Ruger too
Remember when I didn't even know a pussy was, now
I'm a pornstar, fuck your thot, she going hard
And she's a freak, bitch
You know me, bitch
I'm from across the street, bitch, with that heat, bitch
Ready to catch a oppa, ay, shoot him in his toppa, ay
He gon' need a doctor, ay, and a helicopter, ay
Just bought a gun, it go, "Grrata, grrata-ta"
Put .30 in my Glocka, ay
A hundred in my choppa, ay
I name my choppa 'Flocka'
And I can't eat no lobster, I eat steak
Pull up on you then pulled off, andale
Coming down the pole like Lil B mob (skrrt, skrrt)
Smoking so much dope, it damn near hurt my heart
Shooting at that damn chain, yo' damn brain
Because you thought that I was a damn lame
Named that baby MAC 'Kim K', like Kanye
And he hit a home run like Sammy, I'm Sosa
And I got my toaster
And I will blow it at your head and your shoulder, over, O-V-A
My gun Dominican like Norega (ay)
Walk in the damn spot and I don't see paper
I'll be like, "Ha, see you later" (alligator)
I'm climbing trees and running up, escalator
I'm off this dope, feel like an elevator
Elevating to the 100th floor
I need to get a hundred mo' mill', just to chill
Put my feet up, smoke reefer loud, with my nina
And Tadoe, with my bankroll
And ManeMane4CG (you know me)
You know me from the old Chief Keef
I was out there, it was war a piece
Walk in every block, know it's me
With my pistol, ready to get you
Smoke your pussy ass like a Swisher, lil' nigga
(Front Street, man)
Tadoe, go get the rounds
Ay, bitch, it's going down (ay)
Lot of bullets going round, and round, and round
I'm off a flat, I feel tall, and strong (very strong)
That bitch gon' go click-clack boom (ay, boom)
It's an elephant in the fucking room (free)
Make some room, 'fore you make the tomb
Bitch, I'm off a Xanax, a damn flat, and damn thrax (ay)
Come through your block shooting at your damn head like gratata, duh-duh-duh
Then pull off like, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Then I blow the smoke up off my Ruger too
Remember when I didn't even know a pussy was, now
I'm a pornstar, fuck your thot, she going hard
And she's a freak, bitch
You know me, bitch
I'm from across the street, bitch, with that heat, bitch
Ready to catch a oppa, ay, shoot him in his toppa, ay
He gon' need a doctor, ay, and a helicopter, ay
Just bought a gun, it go, "Grrata, grrata-ta"
Put .30 in my Glocka, ay
A hundred in my choppa, ay
I name my choppa 'Flocka'
And I can't eat no lobster, I eat steak
Pull up on you then pulled off, andale
Coming down the pole like Lil B mob (skrrt, skrrt)
Smoking so much dope, it damn near hurt my heart
Shooting at that damn chain, yo' damn brain
Because you thought that I was a damn lame
Named that baby MAC 'Kim K', like Kanye
And he hit a home run like Sammy, I'm Sosa
And I got my toaster
And I will blow it at your head and your shoulder, over, O-V-A
My gun Dominican like Norega (ay)
Walk in the damn spot and I don't see paper
I'll be like, "Ha, see you later" (alligator)
I'm climbing trees and running up, escalator
I'm off this dope, feel like an elevator
Elevating to the 100th floor
I need to get a hundred mo' mill', just to chill
Put my feet up, smoke reefer loud, with my nina
And Tadoe, with my bankroll
And ManeMane4CG (you know me)
You know me from the old Chief Keef
I was out there, it was war a piece
Walk in every block, know it's me
With my pistol, ready to get you
Smoke your pussy ass like a Swisher, lil' nigga
(Front Street, man)
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Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Don Jarmel Paschall
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