Word Around Town lyrics

by

Jeremih


[Intro]
8-808 Mafia
Huh, 'round town
Word around town
Southside

[Chorus]
Word around town is we got them pounds (We got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is my young n*ggas wildin'
We be ridin' through the opps, but them young n*ggas hidin' (Hidin')
Word around town is we got them pounds (We got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is them young n*ggas strapped (Young n*ggas strapped)
And they lookin' for me, tell 'em n*ggas pull up where I'm at (Pull up where I'm at)

[Verse 1]
This a real rap rest in peace to Cap (Peace to Cap)
Pistol on my lap, gotta keep a gat (Keep a gat)
Word around town is I got them racks (I got them racks)
Bibby he a stain (What?), Bibby this and that (Nah, nah)
My n*ggas they don't have a conscience (Nah), heard you been talkin' that nonsense (What? What?)
Hit 'em up thirteen times now they been calling 'em Harden (Baow, baow)
I kept his head for a trophy, you left his arms by the garbage (Arms by the garbage)
I hang with killers and robbers mess up your chain 'cause they starvin' (Huh, huh)
He in the hood with his ice on
All of his youngins got pipes on
I get them piece from my white homies
I could really buy your life homie (Buy your life homie)
I've just been stacking my cheddar
She gon' do just what I tell her
I love my n*ggas forever
For me they killing whatever, huh (They killing whatever)
[Chorus]
Word around town is we got them pounds (I got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is my young n*ggas wildin'
We be ridin' through the opps, but them young n*ggas hidin' (They hidin')
Word around town is we got them pounds (I got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is them young n*ggas strapped (Huh)
And they lookin' for me, tell 'em n*ggas pull up where I'm at (Pull up where I'm at)

[Verse 2]
Everybody know that could get that (Could get that)
Young n*ggas still doing kickbacks (Doing kickbacks)
These rap n*ggas lookin' like Sisqo (Like Sisqo)
VVS shine like a disco (Like a disco)
Carlisle got a lot of rich folk popping like Crisco, they hate me like Chris though (Ayy)
Still in the hood like Briscoe (Still in the hood)
Never got robbed for my sh*t though (Nah)
Gucci shirt, I got double G's on me
Shoes Chanel, I got double C's on me
'Bout to go and cop a double R (Double R)
Gonna f*ck the world and I'ma do it raw
Ridin' around with that Glock on me (With that Glock on me)
Pockets fat I got knots on me (I got knots on me)
If you let a n*gga diss me (What? What?)
When I wasn't around then we not homies (Not homies)
Probably could've been a mathematician (Mathematician)
But a n*gga made bad decisions (Ayy, ayy)
Momma told me but I didn't listen (Didn't listen)
Judge sent my bad ass to prison
So 'til the world blow it's f*ck the judge
Never show the n*gga no f*ckin' love
Take his ass down, I say, "f*ck the plug"
With the Crips coolin' but I f*ck with Bloods
[Chorus]
Word around town is we got them pounds (I got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is my young n*ggas wildin'
We be ridin' through the opps, but them young n*ggas hidin' (They hidin', Bibby)
Word around town is we got them pounds (I got them pounds)
Word around town is you talkin' down (They talkin' down)
Word around town is them young n*ggas strapped (Huh)
And they lookin' for me, tell 'em n*ggas pull up where I'm at (Pull up where I'm at)
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