Baby Stone Gorillas, BandGang Lonnie Bands, Youngaveli - In A Circle lyrics
[Baby Stone Gorillas, BandGang Lonnie Bands, Youngaveli - In A Circle lyrics]
Gang
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back)
(RonRon, do that shit)
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
I fell in love with smokin'
Smokin' opps up in a 'Wood
5: 05, we finna slide
We got the drop up in they hood
Go against the gang
I swear I wish a nigga would
I ain't gonna party
I snuck blicky in thе club
And who gon' make it to the top, nigga
You or me?
I been tryna turn this buckеt to an SRT
Or I might pull up big body like an SUV
I'm a nigga in my set, I'm the MVP
Was in the county, in express
That's what I like to eat
Get to beatin' on my chest, screamin' JGP
Young nigga made it out
That's what they like to see
I can feel the hate bomin', why envy me?
You should be tryna get your mama off EBT
BSG everything, August PMB
Brodie pulled up bust down
With the leather seats
I'm just tryna feed the streets
And make a better me
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Huh, I told her get the
Pape', ain't want the pussy
It ain't important
I asked her if she seen a nigga
Cook crack on a George Foreman
You can ask my granny, before rap
It was all extortion click-clack, smack
Smack for niggas actin' Mighty Morphin'
The blow came from Bangkok
But the Benz German
Made a million off the crank spot
I'm Kentucky Derbin'
Tight 'Wood, thirty-six O's in all bourbons
Uh, Lonnie bring the ice to your hood
Think I'm George Gervin
Up in a spot where it's hot, can't
Forget the Glock up in the oven, damn
Got up off my ass
Ran to that bag and got some money
You ain't fuckin' with the gang
We on a whole 'nother level, bitch
Get the fuck up out the way
I'm pushin' thirties with the fetty
I'm finna tax these niggas eighty
Man, mama always by a nigga's side, yeah
That's my baby i'm finna take a trip to the
Other side and go crazy
They get they money here and there
We get that shit up on the daily
So if you ask me how I got it, bitch, I
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
I don't know how he get 'em here
I think he teleport it
Watch the Red Ranger mighty morph
And turn to Megazord
Woody Woodpecker down the way
With the peckerwoods
Let me hit somethin', bro
You always tryna neck the 'Wood
The coolest kid on the planet
Walk around with a leather jacket
If you ain't got no stripes on your arm
Then you gotta patch it
Let me go, don't hold me back, let me at 'em
I'ma let 'em have it
She like it when I smack her on the tail
That's my little ratchet
(That's my little ratchet right there)
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back)
(RonRon, do that shit)
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
I fell in love with smokin'
Smokin' opps up in a 'Wood
5: 05, we finna slide
We got the drop up in they hood
Go against the gang
I swear I wish a nigga would
I ain't gonna party
I snuck blicky in thе club
And who gon' make it to the top, nigga
You or me?
I been tryna turn this buckеt to an SRT
Or I might pull up big body like an SUV
I'm a nigga in my set, I'm the MVP
Was in the county, in express
That's what I like to eat
Get to beatin' on my chest, screamin' JGP
Young nigga made it out
That's what they like to see
I can feel the hate bomin', why envy me?
You should be tryna get your mama off EBT
BSG everything, August PMB
Brodie pulled up bust down
With the leather seats
I'm just tryna feed the streets
And make a better me
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Huh, I told her get the
Pape', ain't want the pussy
It ain't important
I asked her if she seen a nigga
Cook crack on a George Foreman
You can ask my granny, before rap
It was all extortion click-clack, smack
Smack for niggas actin' Mighty Morphin'
The blow came from Bangkok
But the Benz German
Made a million off the crank spot
I'm Kentucky Derbin'
Tight 'Wood, thirty-six O's in all bourbons
Uh, Lonnie bring the ice to your hood
Think I'm George Gervin
Up in a spot where it's hot, can't
Forget the Glock up in the oven, damn
Got up off my ass
Ran to that bag and got some money
You ain't fuckin' with the gang
We on a whole 'nother level, bitch
Get the fuck up out the way
I'm pushin' thirties with the fetty
I'm finna tax these niggas eighty
Man, mama always by a nigga's side, yeah
That's my baby i'm finna take a trip to the
Other side and go crazy
They get they money here and there
We get that shit up on the daily
So if you ask me how I got it, bitch, I
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
I don't know how he get 'em here
I think he teleport it
Watch the Red Ranger mighty morph
And turn to Megazord
Woody Woodpecker down the way
With the peckerwoods
Let me hit somethin', bro
You always tryna neck the 'Wood
The coolest kid on the planet
Walk around with a leather jacket
If you ain't got no stripes on your arm
Then you gotta patch it
Let me go, don't hold me back, let me at 'em
I'ma let 'em have it
She like it when I smack her on the tail
That's my little ratchet
(That's my little ratchet right there)
If they ask me how I got it, bitch
I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now
We totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back
It smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle
Show me somethin'