f*ck from Round Me lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Chorus]
I don't need nan n*gga vouching
Stuffed up with hundreds, don't sit on them couches
Fresh off the 80 dollars, a n*gga doubt me
Fresh cut
Seven grams, staying down, turned it to a hundred thousand
Trapped at the housing
I paid the rent for a year straight in my public housing
Ride around with that chopper, my n*gga might blast [?] Audi
Hating ass n*gga, get the f*ck from 'round me
You ain't getting money? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You're pillow talking? Get the f*ck from 'round me
Dabber jackers, get the f*ck from 'round me
You gon' shoot nothing? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You're known for cuffing, get the f*ck from 'round me
b*tch, if you ain't talking 'bout nothing, get the f*ck around me
If your friend ugly, get the f*ck from 'round me

[Verse 1]
They act like they know me now
Sensei, n*gga, the Golden Child
Country fried chicken, my up north n*gga come to get it
He said he like country style
Came up, n*gga selling break down
I cook it for you, I'ma take out a 9
Chop a n*gga, gon' respect mine
Got newborn 9, bedtime
I'm hearing static, think the Feds on the line
Tell me how the blind gon' lead the blind
Different type of n*gga, one of a kind
Different flavor cookie, one every kind
.40 rapping like it's signed
Touched down, n*gga, prime time
They trying to buy work through the grapevine
Tell Auntie I don't sell dimes
5.56, get hit with the 9 nine times
pus*y n*gga, hope you got nine lives
Wait, play with the keys, no eyes
If you ain't getting money, get the f*ck from 'round me
MONY POWR RSPT staying down
Heavyweight champion, pound-for-pound
n*gga get found in that lost and found
I got two choppers, n*gga, two hundred rounds
[Chorus]
I don't need nan n*gga vouching
Stuffed up with hundreds, don't sit on them couches
Fresh off the 80 dollars, a n*gga doubt me
Fresh cut
Seven grams, staying down, turned it to a hundred thousand
Trapped at the housing
I paid the rent for a year straight in my public housing
Ride around with that chopper, my n*gga might blast [?] Audi
Hating ass n*gga, get the f*ck from 'round me
You ain't getting money? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You're pillow talking? Get the f*ck from 'round me
Dabber jackers, get the f*ck from 'round me
You gon' shoot nothing? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You known for cuffing, get the f*ck from 'round me
b*tch, if you ain't talking 'bout nothing, get the f*ck around me
If your friend ugly, get the f*ck from 'round me

[Verse 2]
f*ck n*gga, get the f*ck from 'round me
Hating n*gga, get the f*ck from 'round me
Ugly b*tches, get the f*ck from 'round me
Fifty on me like they already signed me
Chopper work off in the hood on consignment
Three b*tches like I'm Frankie Lymon
Fifty pointer Rollie, got perfect timing
Still in the trap, n*gga, you know where to find me
Juug off a mountain, I'm rock climbing
Send the b*tch home like I'm Simon
Whip on the left, I got dope on my diamonds
Come and shoot your trap up in the Mazi
These n*ggas be lying
I'm in the jungle, I'm a lion
Poured about four lines
Then I serve a junkie a line at the same damn time
[Chorus]
I don't need nan n*gga vouching
Stuffed up with hundreds, don't sit on them couches
Fresh off the 80 dollars, a n*gga doubt me
Fresh cut
Seven grams, staying down, turned it to a hundred thousand
Trapped at the housing
I paid the rent for a year straight in my public housing
Ride around with that chopper, my n*gga might blast [?] Audi
Hating ass n*gga, get the f*ck from 'round me
You ain't getting money? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You're pillow talking? Get the f*ck from 'round me
Dabber jackers, get the f*ck from 'round me
You gon' shoot nothing? Get the f*ck from 'round me
You known for cuffing, get the f*ck from 'round me
b*tch, if you ain't talking 'bout nothing, get the f*ck around me
If your friend ugly, get the f*ck from 'round me
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