Amarillo

What's the dealo?
What's the deal?
Yeah, What's the dealo?
The sound don't you mind me being proud
I had zero account now I got a couple pound
On the real low we loud
But I'm not a fan of crowd
Anti social but who's gonna hold a nigga down

Amarillo we round em up, around
What goes around comes around
Sound it now
I got the visual sound

Who got the juice I'm oozing?
Tie a fake nigga by the noose
And you know I'm fire in the booth
We've not seen the end 'cause it's loose
I tie them up, in truth
Sean don bitch I got the moves
Beggars cannot be choosey
Bottle after bottle till a nigga get loose

So many flows nigga come bite this
Hoes wanna know why I talk like this
Mom is concerned nah I am not like this
Go with the flow nigga don't fight this
Visual sound tell me do u hear this
I see the sound nigga I feel this
Still on the low so I grow like this
By the time they know
I'll be distant
It's a marathon I go the distance
Push back yeah I love some resistance
Turn a nickle into Millie that's business
It's never personal it's business
Work so hard now I'm getting paid
Fuck being patient
It's my time bitch
Sat on the bench
Now I'm in the game
Geox never needed no hand bitch
Yeah I round em up



Credits
Writer(s): George William Muiri
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