Hotbox with a paper tag (paper tag)
Your baby brother used to be my crash dummy (crash crash)
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout cash money
I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout cash money
I got a lot of shooters round me and they hungry
He sold a zip and now he acting like he tony
I be chasing after money like i'm homeless
I had to leave that bitch alone cause she was bogus
Put a hundred on your head (bow!)
Now a nigga dead
You niggas know that young savage will paint this city red
I don't want to do no song with these niggas cause they scary
Draco on that seat
I keep that draco on the seat
Molly,percs and weed you know these bitches like to eat
Slaughtergang ,we slaughter hoes cause half these bitches freaks
all the shit i've been through man it change a young g
That's why I keep that hundred round drum on me
That's why I keep a lot of fucking guns around me
If you ain't with the gang you better not come round me
All that leashing ain't no bum around me
You like that pillow talk but niggas shoot for fun round me
Round my Way x8
They robbin' round my way
Shootin around my way
Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way
round my way x12
They robbin' round my way
Shootin around my way
Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way
round my way x3