Round Lyrics

Wat go round come around

Move in silent no sound

I'm down to shoot dem round

But I'm bound to shoot the round

This shit is serious

My nigga don't joke around

I put that on my round

Find out just fuck around

Wat go round come around

Move in silent no sound

I'm down to shoot dem round

But I'm bound to shoot the round

This shit is serious

My nigga don't joke around

I put that on my round

Find out just fuck around

I stay to myself trying to get my bag up

Can't make no money if you scared go see a pastor (mmhmm)

I smoke fat blunts and ain't no need for me to match ya (nah uh)

Come shop we got the block on lock Chris Masters

Lil bop she love the way I rock just ask her (just ask da bitch)

Ask her (ask her)

Yes sir (yes sir)

Flexer (flexer)

Yes sir (yes sir)

Don't nothing come before me gettin this check first (naw)

Jumped right in that deep end goin head first (I did)

Play we leave you leaking need a med nurse (you outta there)

Being round all that broke shit make my head hurt (pounding)

Known to run that bread up I'm an expert (I got it )

You just watching hating living way worse

You got the same 24 as I do and your legs work

Wat go round come around

Move in silent no sound

I'm down to shoot dem round

But I'm bound to shoot the round

This shit is serious

My nigga don't joke around

I put that on my round

Find out just fuck around

Wat go round come around

Move in silent no sound

I'm down to shoot dem round

But I'm bound to shoot the round

This shit is serious

My nigga don't joke around

I put that on my round

Find out just fuck around

(Find out just fuck around)