All Around Me (feat. YG & Kamaiyah)

I keep bad bitches all around me

I got good drank, so my **** and these bitches can be straight

They tryna down me, but I don't give a fuck

'Cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight

They tryna clown me, but I got blinders on

And I see nothin' but the money in my face

Look all around me, the homies good

And the homegirls better, so it's time for a toast

I made it far, so I'm thankin' God

I do not go to no bars, I'm in the car with the stars

I can't pull up, I can't park it if there ain't valet

I'm in Houston with a bitch, and her friend, she gay

She don't suck dick, but tonight, it's all in her mouth

I just fucked a bitch who was supposed to be my god sis

I'm so dirty, I'm so fucked up, I don't give a damn

And if you owe me, I need taxes like I'm Uncle Sam

I keep bad bitches all around me

I got good drank, so my **** and these bitches can be straight

They tryna down me, but I don't give a fuck

'Cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight

They tryna clown me, but I got blinders on

And I see nothin' but the money in my face

Look all around me, the homies good

And the homegirls better, so it's time for a toast

Tell me how it's supposed to go, oh

My swag is on overload, woah

But Lil' Yachty, now row your boat, row

They know us, we don't know them hoes, no

Got my homeboys, got my homegirls

Fuck these haters, I keep livin' in my own world

I get money, I flip money on my own tours

Own my coupe, skrrt, skrrt, you don't own yours

Champagne in the sky, just a toast up in it

Dubs up high, rep the coast up in it

Deuce deuce, two two, go on and add both digits, woo woo!

I had to bring the four up in it

I keep bad bitches all around me

I got good drank, so my **** and these bitches can be straight

They tryna down me, but I don't give a fuck

'Cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight

They tryna clown me, but I got blinders on

And I see nothin' but the money in my face

Look all around me, the homies good

And the homegirls better, so it's time for a toast

Aye, I fuck with Lil' Yachty

I fuck with Lil' Yachty

I don't roll too much broccoli, but I fuck with Lil' Yachty

I told Lil' Boat, "Get your money and fuck these hotties"

"Don't worry 'bout these ****, yo' shit poppin' at every party"

Yeah, I started from the bottom, down low

I put my homies on fo' sho' (I put my **** on)

Don't pat me on my back, no (I put my **** on)

'Cause that's what I'm supposed to do

Uh, I don't need no back pay

****, I'm a real ****

I just want you to say, "I'm good"

When I ask you what's the deal with you, rare

They don't make 'em like that no more, rare

Pull up, every homie in a foreign, that's rare

I keep bad bitches all around me

I got good drank, so my **** and these bitches can be straight

They tryna down me, but I don't give a fuck

'Cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight

They tryna clown me, but I got blinders on

And I see nothin' but the money in my face

Look all around me, the homies good

And the homegirls better, so it's time for a toast