Comin Round ⛧

You can't, You can't keep that girl from comin round She's just likes my sound Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I'm loud yea Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds I'm airing out yo house And I'm killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park I like it when it's dark In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea You and me, no we not the same I do it for the money And you do it for the fame you a lame You can't keep that girl from comin round She's just likes my sound Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I'm loud yea Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds I'm airing out yo house And I'm killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park I like it when it's dark In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea You and me, no we not the same I do it for the money And you do it for the fame you a lame I got Plans for the future I can't tell to no hoe This bitch hit my line like she already know I don't give no damns bout your problems no more If you wanna get gassed up then take yo ass to the store I'm finna black out can some one stop him If we having problems these bullets gonna solve them Beat his ass then mf rob him Yea then I mughfuckin rob him You can't, You can't keep that girl from comin round She's just likes my sound Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I'm loud yea Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds I'm airing out yo house And I'm killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park I like it when it's dark In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea You and me, no we not the same I do it for the money And you do it for the fame you a lame You can't keep that girl from comin round She's just likes my sound Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I'm loud yea Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds I'm airing out yo house And I'm killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park I like it when it's dark In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea You and me, no we not the same I do it for the money And you do it for the fame you a lame