SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Round Here
by
Potter Payper
Back
Lyrics
We don't play that p*ssy shit, round here All the jewels fully lit, round here There's child soldiers on the strip around here You fake as f*ck you don't fit in 'round here I call it "New Crack City", round here BK you know I'm Biggie round there I run my block so I'm not allowed there Send two booters on a jilly 'round there And when you're bootin' always keep a round spare Ain't no mouse, ain't no Mickey round here Three for twenty-five, six for fifty round here A opp's a opp, we ain't picky round here I swear it's like Mogadishu round here Hungry, starving, they'll stick you round here Rico and Money Mitch you round here I go asleep and wake up in a nightmare I'm a smoke CEO, I'm a big investor But I still let it ring, make it sing like George Ezra Got my white from my sheep and my dark came from Leicester Two squares on the arm and that's a reload selector And when I sauce and drip I just wanna spill ketchup My young boys tapped three times like a wrestler Come to your show and let it shout like a heckler Said they come to your show, let it shout like a heckler Like never say never, like you spoke too soon But Imma never stop trapping till it's cold in June I got a twos in the microwave, frozen food I'll put pressure on the block like a open wound How they snitches and they rappers? Man I'm so confused Heard I get the block jumping like a broken tune I knew I'd have the last laugh so the joke's on you Cause I hear real's back in style but it's overdue Now I'm back in the cut looking silky She don't want a rapper, said she want a real G One who's stood smiling, when the judge says "Guilty" One who stays strapped cah I won't let these ? kill me Four bootings on the one mash, now it's filthy Coulda been Aggy B, coulda be Filthy Three for twenty-five, that was my kinda deal Now I'm home, man I heard labels really wanna deal me Shit We don't play that p*ssy shit, round here All the jewels fully lit, round here There's child soldiers on the strip around here You fake as f*ck you don't fit in 'round here They call it "New Crack City", round here BK you know I'm Biggie round there I run my block so I'm not allowed there Send two booters on a jilly 'round there And when you're bootin' always keep a round spare Ain't no mouse, ain't no Mickey round here Three for twenty-five, six for fifty round here A opp's a opp, we ain't picky round here I swear it's like Mogadishu round here Hungry, starving, they'll stick you round here Rico and Money Mitch you round here I go asleep and wake up in a nightmare
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register