Lyrics
I got 'em
Running round in circles
Got 'em going
No where fast
Need about 20 slabs
That's 100 bow's
With a 5th wheel on each ass
I got 'em
Running round in circles
Got 'em going no where fast
Laced in gold flake
Purple codeine candy
From the paint
Down to my glass
Ain't no average joe
Bitch I'm a loc'd out pro
And when I flow
Put your mind at ease
When I take control
It's the young goat
Riding in the boat
Rolling up the block
Hear that bass knock
When they see me
They just stop and stare
Fuck the cops
They don't know
Where they slanging rocks
Out here
Bitch how you dare
Try to act like I care
I got game laced tight
Keep a flock everywhere
A lot of hoes
Wanna roll
But I'm just leaving right there
Like yeah
I got 'em
Running round in circles
Got 'em going
No where fast
Need about 20 slabs
That's 100 bow's
With a 5th wheel on each ass
I got 'em
Running round in circles
Got 'em going no where fast
Laced in gold flake
Purple codeine candy
From the paint
Down to my glass