Around Me (feat. Dahlia & Bill Ray)

You'll get smacked with the pound Or get stuck with the hawk Better watch how you talk around me Think that jewelry is hot That shit gone get you got popped Better tuck it when you around me All you guys flipping pies Better look in my eyes You gone die if you come around me Try to creep through the hood Thinking shit is all good You gone catch it you come around me Everybody talking gang gang this and gang gang that If I slap the shit out you where your gang gang at If you try to pop it off I bet my gang gang clap Stain ya jeans you can't talk your balmains back Its no problem when this Mac out my pants Like chance the rapper Cause I aint giving rappers a chance We line niggas so just give it up smooth My men spray first you Then ill rob ya brother like Kim k Somebody better tell this nigga That we spray hammers Put my shell in ya sister like dj tanner We let bullets rain on niggas homie Fast showers pull the Tommy right out the ghost Now that's power the hawk put a nike sign on you A bigger check Harriet Tubman Cause ill take a chain off a nigga neck You in that rolls Royce thing whipping it on 8th Like Charlie sheen don't make a nigga kill you in the wraith And I'm gone You'll get smacked with the pound Or get stuck with the hawk Better watch how you talk around me Think that jewelry is hot That shit gone get you got popped Better tuck it when you around me All you guys flipping pies Better look in my eyes You gone die if you come around me Try to creep through the hood Thinking shit is all good You gone catch it you come around me How many times I gotta say it to you bitches We not the same I'm not ya friend I ain't playing with you bitches I stay on some solo shit So I ain't hanging with you bitches If we can't run up no checks I ain't ganging with you bitches Pretty gang drip drip Lil momma got that sauce And you can tell I'm on all bull shit How I cut these bitches off Fuck up a check foot on they necks Give me respect bitch I go off I just wanna get this bag And help my city like a boss Cause I'm gang My city poppin Y'all be frauding that aint what it is These bitches copy stealing swag And then they call it theirs When shit get real they copping pleas I make em face they fears twin bitches 2 berettas they be jealous of the kid I love the static I ain't average But I'm a humble bitch I still could smack the shit out a broad Stay on some rumble shit So don't believe the facade I ain't who you want it with No cap cause if I want it Ima take it I'm a hungry bitch You'll get smacked with the pound Or get stuck with the hawk Better watch how you talk around me Think that jewelry is hot That shit gone get you got popped Better tuck it when you around me All you guys flipping pies Better look in my eyes You gone die if you come around me Try to creep through the hood Thinking shit is all good You gone catch it you come around me