Rounds (feat. Fivio Foreign)

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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 a watch, ayy
 Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
 She 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 Prada
 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 'em 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 a watch, ayy
 Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
 She 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 mami
 She keep on callin' me zaddy
 We see an opp, he 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 (No)
 They call me drum, papi
 They could move dumb, not me (Baow)
 And you can't stop me
 We make the situation oppy (Huh)
 I got the money it's makin' me cocky
 They 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 a watch, ayy
 Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
 She 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)
 

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Duration
02:47
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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