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Circle Small Video (MV)




Performed By: Zoey Dollaz
Featuring: YBN Nahmir
Language: English
Written by: Dave Moise, Donny Flores, Elvis Milord, John Bluford, Nicholas Simmons, Varick Smith
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Zoey Dollaz - Circle Small Lyrics




[ Featuring YBN Nahmir ]

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga

Runnin up hot, but the block cold
Testin, I be runnin through potholes
Chicken and waffles like Roscoes
Blow through the paper, no snot nose
Live for the day, only god knows
White diamonds lookin like Charcole
Fly to Vegas, I did it, no favors
Show haters I buy paintings at art shows
Got a condo down in the state
Left 20 bands on a plain
Air BNB for the gang
On the same street as Lil Wayne
She wanna break and f*ck the child support
Got it covered, all across the board
So much Gucci, need a sponcer for it
All the family drippin sauce and water
I'm with the gang, still with m
Right on the cort, by the basket
Got a bitch with me, she classy
I call her Angela Bassi
Ball, my nigga, Bugatti and all, my nigga
Ten at the mall, my nigga
F*ck up the moola, surrounded by shooters
I did it for ya'll, my nigga

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga

Been a minute since the tape
Dropped, f*ck a bitch, i can't cuff thots
Went from Rommon nudels, red socks
Now it's money in the malebox
Niggas hating, cause I'm up next
F*ck that, cause I'm up now
Any nigga that be talkin that shit
Bet you that nigga gon be gunned down
4 cooks in the woods, lil nigga
Got yo bitch and she good
On the block day and night, lil bro
And you ain't even be in the hood
I run up a bag, and I chace me a cheque
Got me a tast, so you know I'm gon flex
Yeah, I'm flexin, I'm flexin the best
Young rich nigga, you know that I'm blessed

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga
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English

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga

Runnin up hot, but the block cold
Testin, I be runnin through potholes
Chicken and waffles like Roscoes
Blow through the paper, no snot nose
Live for the day, only god knows
White diamonds lookin like Charcole
Fly to Vegas, I did it, no favors
Show haters I buy paintings at art shows
Got a condo down in the state
Left 20 bands on a plain
Air BNB for the gang
On the same street as Lil Wayne
She wanna break and f*ck the child support
Got it covered, all across the board
So much Gucci, need a sponcer for it
All the family drippin sauce and water
I'm with the gang, still with m
Right on the cort, by the basket
Got a bitch with me, she classy
I call her Angela Bassi
Ball, my nigga, Bugatti and all, my nigga
Ten at the mall, my nigga
F*ck up the moola, surrounded by shooters
I did it for ya'll, my nigga

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga

Been a minute since the tape
Dropped, f*ck a bitch, i can't cuff thots
Went from Rommon nudels, red socks
Now it's money in the malebox
Niggas hating, cause I'm up next
F*ck that, cause I'm up now
Any nigga that be talkin that shit
Bet you that nigga gon be gunned down
4 cooks in the woods, lil nigga
Got yo bitch and she good
On the block day and night, lil bro
And you ain't even be in the hood
I run up a bag, and I chace me a cheque
Got me a tast, so you know I'm gon flex
Yeah, I'm flexin, I'm flexin the best
Young rich nigga, you know that I'm blessed

Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers to the law
Middle fingers to the law
Pour up some drank, yeah, pour up some drank
F*ck all the fake, f*ck all the fake
You know we gon ball together
Hit the club and f*ck it up together
You my nigga, you my dog forever
If you got beef, I'm involved, my nigga
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Writer: Dave Moise, Donny Flores, Elvis Milord, John Bluford, Nicholas Simmons, Varick Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © SOUND OASIS PRODUCTIONS, LLC

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