Rounds (Explicit)

作曲 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston

作詞 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston

Throw that NO up

H-Town down

That's for my homies

That's for my rounds

All that herb is really trippy

Clout by the pound

Keep that candy pain't drippin'

Chop, chop, grew it up the South

Throw that NO up

H-Town down (Hol' up)

That's for my homies (Hol' up)

That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up)

All that herb is really trippy (Mind)

Clout by the pound (Hol' up)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up)

Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)

I got, I got, I got alls have to battle for

Out the 713 and out the 281 for sure

Shout out my niggas out the 818 and 404

But it's one from my ain't no rounds and my Houston folk

Held me down for sure

Taught me to not cook when niggas get buck

Dirty Sprite all in my cup

Drip, drip, all down my truck

Break the crack down and serve it up

The ladies buss down for real niggas (Turn around)

Tryna be around the trill niggas

Who wear tux' and kill for it

If you came up 'round real shit, bet you gon' feel this

Throw that NO up

H-Town down (Hol' up)

That's for my homies (Hol' up)

That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up)

All that herb is really trippy (Mind)

Clout by the pound (Hol' up)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up)

Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)

Throw that NO up (NO up)

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Homies)

That's for my rounds (Rounds)

All that herb is really trippy (Mind)

Clout by the pound (Hol' up)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drip, drip)

Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)

Girl what you, what you, what you need? (Hot, hot, hot)

You want a hot boy

Four hunnid degrees on the blackboard (Hot, hot, hot)

You need an ice cream who can serve (Hot, hot, hot)

Bend corners, never ride on the curb (Hot)

Trappin' ain't easy but it's under control (Under control)

Never gon' forget what you told me (No)

Same girls tryna sex you up

And the main ones tryna set you up

Rest in peace to Elliott

I feel you look down from Heaven

If you came across Mel and Shonta

Let 'em know it ain't been the same since they left

But I'm still alive so I'm blessed (I'm blessed)

To keep buildin' and growin'

Gotta keep goin', rep where I came from and you know it

Throw that NO up

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Yeah, yeah)

That's for my rounds (For my rounds)

All that herb is really trippy (Yeah, yeah)

Clout by the pound (Clout by the pound)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)

Chop, chop, grew it up the South

Oh, throw that NO up (NO up)

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Homies)

That's for my rounds (Rounds, rounds, rounds)

All that herb is really trippy (Oh yeah)

Clout by the pound (Oh yeah)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)

Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)

Throw that NO up

H-Town down

That's for my homies

That's for my rounds

All that herb is really trippy

Clout by the pound

Keep that candy pain't drippin'

Chop, chop, grew it up the South