They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Big band brands, my whole frame on bank
I got choong tings here, the rest on the way
I got big doinks rolled, take those to the face
Your bitch in here, too; you'll soon be replaced
I got opera songs on my plate
I hit c-notes hard but I do not sing
That DeAndre Way, I got that S.O.D
I told her S.M.D
Now I'm like S.M.H
Wait
S.M.H
S.M.H
Off a 6 in the 7 but the checks on 8
With a ting; she a 9 but she act like a 10
Gotta be home at 11 but she's out here late
And it's still f*ck 12, ever since 13
2 plus 2 battles, I kill four teens
And my last ex 4 then I'm on my fifth ting
I ain't running out of bars, it ain't even 16 yet
Swear down, to murder this is reflex
Swear down, you other niggas in recess
Swear down, you niggas need to be G-checked
Swear down, nobody getting no free shit
Again; it's meant for us, not meant for them
Reload the gun, I click the pen
I'm really me, they barely them
My bitch in tags, your bitch in Primm
I'm God; it's Him
Good me, man
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Life got me feeling great again
Me & money; we the greatest friends
My new hoe got me on the coast again
My other girl love when I fly her in
My life crazy
Taking trips like they pay me, yeah
Shorty head crazy
Bitch wanna date me, yeah
But shorty just face me
When I'm in the club, that's my necklace dancing
Any pic I'm in, that don't need no caption
She just dropped a pin, now we in the mansion
Love them stripper girls and I love them dancers
Two mixed girls and they go to state
Asian, yellowbone; they go to Florida State
Yeah, they cook and clean; I need more on the plate
In Morse Code, you can see I'm putting more in the bank
Yeah, I had to let them know I had more in the tank
But they sleeping like they didn't get a coffee break
They awfully late, we obvi' greats
Your shorty come around and ovulate
I'm off a 8, I'm lightweight
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Very Vegas - Round Us Lyrics
Very Vegas - Round Us Lyrics
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They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Big band brands, my whole frame on bank
I got choong tings here, the rest on the way
I got big doinks rolled, take those to the face
Your bitch in here, too; you'll soon be replaced
I got opera songs on my plate
I hit c-notes hard but I do not sing
That DeAndre Way, I got that S.O.D
I told her S.M.D
Now I'm like S.M.H
Wait
S.M.H
S.M.H
Off a 6 in the 7 but the checks on 8
With a ting; she a 9 but she act like a 10
Gotta be home at 11 but she's out here late
And it's still f*ck 12, ever since 13
2 plus 2 battles, I kill four teens
And my last ex 4 then I'm on my fifth ting
I ain't running out of bars, it ain't even 16 yet
Swear down, to murder this is reflex
Swear down, you other niggas in recess
Swear down, you niggas need to be G-checked
Swear down, nobody getting no free shit
Again; it's meant for us, not meant for them
Reload the gun, I click the pen
I'm really me, they barely them
My bitch in tags, your bitch in Primm
I'm God; it's Him
Good me, man
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Life got me feeling great again
Me & money; we the greatest friends
My new hoe got me on the coast again
My other girl love when I fly her in
My life crazy
Taking trips like they pay me, yeah
Shorty head crazy
Bitch wanna date me, yeah
But shorty just face me
When I'm in the club, that's my necklace dancing
Any pic I'm in, that don't need no caption
She just dropped a pin, now we in the mansion
Love them stripper girls and I love them dancers
Two mixed girls and they go to state
Asian, yellowbone; they go to Florida State
Yeah, they cook and clean; I need more on the plate
In Morse Code, you can see I'm putting more in the bank
Yeah, I had to let them know I had more in the tank
But they sleeping like they didn't get a coffee break
They awfully late, we obvi' greats
Your shorty come around and ovulate
I'm off a 8, I'm lightweight
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Big band brands, my whole frame on bank
I got choong tings here, the rest on the way
I got big doinks rolled, take those to the face
Your bitch in here, too; you'll soon be replaced
I got opera songs on my plate
I hit c-notes hard but I do not sing
That DeAndre Way, I got that S.O.D
I told her S.M.D
Now I'm like S.M.H
Wait
S.M.H
S.M.H
Off a 6 in the 7 but the checks on 8
With a ting; she a 9 but she act like a 10
Gotta be home at 11 but she's out here late
And it's still f*ck 12, ever since 13
2 plus 2 battles, I kill four teens
And my last ex 4 then I'm on my fifth ting
I ain't running out of bars, it ain't even 16 yet
Swear down, to murder this is reflex
Swear down, you other niggas in recess
Swear down, you niggas need to be G-checked
Swear down, nobody getting no free shit
Again; it's meant for us, not meant for them
Reload the gun, I click the pen
I'm really me, they barely them
My bitch in tags, your bitch in Primm
I'm God; it's Him
Good me, man
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Life got me feeling great again
Me & money; we the greatest friends
My new hoe got me on the coast again
My other girl love when I fly her in
My life crazy
Taking trips like they pay me, yeah
Shorty head crazy
Bitch wanna date me, yeah
But shorty just face me
When I'm in the club, that's my necklace dancing
Any pic I'm in, that don't need no caption
She just dropped a pin, now we in the mansion
Love them stripper girls and I love them dancers
Two mixed girls and they go to state
Asian, yellowbone; they go to Florida State
Yeah, they cook and clean; I need more on the plate
In Morse Code, you can see I'm putting more in the bank
Yeah, I had to let them know I had more in the tank
But they sleeping like they didn't get a coffee break
They awfully late, we obvi' greats
Your shorty come around and ovulate
I'm off a 8, I'm lightweight
They ain't give a f*ck about us
Now they give a f*ck about us
Tell them niggas get from 'round us
Tell them bitches get from 'round us
Writer: Jayden Stuart, Keon Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid