"ROUND BACK" lyrics

(Ayo, 808)
Ayy, keep your voice down in the trap
The police here, my phone is tapped
I hear 'em knockin' on the back
Yeah, nigga

Ayy, keep your voice down in the trap
The police here, my phone is tapped
I hear 'em them walkin' 'round the back
They was tryna catch me, I don't lack
I already mailed out all the packs
Police askin' questions like, "What's that?"
I'm remainin' silent, that's a fact
My fit all Off-White, yeah
The dope fiends sniffin' white
Why this bitch wanna be my wife?
Man, that's that shit that I don't like
Kush, man, higher than a kite
Codeine pourin' in my Sprite
Dope fiends floatin' off the pint
Packs got two wheels on 'em like a bike
Plus I got two straps on me like a dyke
Bitch, I'm way too cold, I'm made of ice
Your bitch love the diamonds, so precise
I swear if y'all rat, we kill all mice
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You want beef with me, that's bad advice
Boy, your life is just a price
I call my shooters, they not nice
They at your head like they some lice, ooh, ah
Yo, 808, yo, 808 wild
Y'all gon' copy style
How y'all like me now?
Yeah, I've been rich since I was child
Yeah, I've been rich since I was broke
I've been rich since sellin' dope
Ayy, I was rich and started rap
I was rich inside the trap
Even if I'm goin' broke, nigga, I'm gon' get my riches back
Nigga, I move bricks inside the trap, ayy
This saran wrap, ayy
Make sure that it's flat, ayy
I put that in a pack, he wanna mail it, so I tax

Let's go