Crunch Rap Supreme

I wanna keep you round me, baby

I wanna keep you round me, baby

(Check, alright)

Aint nothing like it

Its like a fighter pilot in route

Fine as my favorite group, Irish from 702

Bless her heart, rest in peace, that was where it all started

I stay up out the jam and I know when I'm enamored

It's only smooth if you sand it

Rough but I'm gentle, you know I couldn't fake it

Flush it like a plumber or you brush it like a painter

You create what you make, whether sinner or a saint

The ones who see the vision from they niggas be the happiest

And I dont even talk that much, thats what magic is

Buttons on the jacket don't matter 'til you fasten it

What I'm really saying is the connection really matters

Its on me

Hey, thats on me

Play that for me

Let me know

Let me know this

Let me know

Hey thats on me

Play that for me

Let me know

Let me know this

Let me know

Yeah, I'm the fun nigga

Who you run to

When ya other one Nigga

Keep pushing ya buttons and stressing you out

See he got you cookin for nothin

He stretched on the couch

Come through, I tell Lil Bro to stash 'em if the weapons is out

You got ya first impression already, I know that

This part apart of the life you ain't gotta deal wit so I ain't tryna show that

I take some head with da bonnet on it

Fuck it ride the moment, ride the wave

Like you ridin in that Altima or that Beemer that

Pussy hurricane, should be tossin' up that fema check

You sent a text wall, I bet it's awesome, I ain't even check

You see the key to me leaving and givin up my freedom

Gotta be a very compelling, intelligent reason

What you adding to the pot

You magic or you just smokin' weed

Got a lot of crystals, you panic when you see the police

'Cause I gotta pistol on me, baby, you know I squeeze