Around

Rich Addie

Slidin' through the city with my schnatters it's a homicide

I heard they got a check for gang we need a mill a hundred times

And we gone get this money they want smokes they get the diamond line

Shit in the booth shit hit the streets we might just run them down

Some jibbing dick to tell that noise I'm talking bout diamonds

Everybody told them G-locks but they kiss that hoe a hundred times

They check shit up with that Drake when that bitch hit it got a thorn to stitch

It's on them niggas dick because on lick they get the run

Bitches on my dick, she say I'm lit, I'm tryna cut her off

Nigga wanna play, I grab that stick and go by protocol

Nigga better not jump and play, 'bout me know he on Adderall

Nigga got the bag, pull in the back, it's time to snide 'em all

Won't die with that ten, I'm tryna knock 'em off

Shit get grimy, snide that shit, wipe 'em off

Yeah, we dressin' all black, yeah, you know the call

When they blow guitars and drums, yeah, we playin' ball

When we been up out the spot, just gotta fit that off

And some cupas loaded with the purse, I don't got that

Can't pull up anywhere, we see a op, we finna run him down

We'll sit on Buddy for a month, watch how he movin' around

Slidin' through the city with my snatchers, it's a homicide

I heard they got a check for gang, we need a mill a hundred times

We gon' give each money, they want smokes, they get the diamond line

Shit in the booth, shit hit the streets, we might just run 'em down

Just been addicted to that noise, I'm talkin' 'bout diamonds

Everybody talkin' G-locks, but they kids, they hold a hunnid rounds

Bitches, she up with that Drake, when they be hit, they gotta throw 'em a sound

Bitches on a nigga dick, because on lick, they get to run around (to run around)