Roundabout

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[Intro: Pardyalone] Yeah [Chorus: Pardyalone] I been broken like a vase, shawty I said I'm sorry if I'm chosen I said I'm already on the way for you, shawty You always fuckin' up my motives Like I ain't even tryna fuck, get up off me I'm getting faded off a [?], homebody I rather get some [?] myself Probably why I'm [Verse 1: Pardyalone] So sick of fuckin' with these bitches in my living room The bottle talk a lot of shit, yes sir, I'm living proof Thinking to myself, right, thinking to myself like Probably shouldn't be alive, guess God got something planned for you I am what you need, money I am what you greed for The fuck you woke up from your dreams for Oh, I'm toxic? Fuck, you toxic too You can pull up to my crib, we can-let me talk to you 392, be my boo, baby Whatchu need? 'Causе I got two, baby Nobu steak and [?] soup lately You coming soon, I'm coming too maybe Yеah [Chorus: Pardyalone] I been broken like a vase, shawty I said I'm sorry if I'm chosen I said I'm already on the way for you, shawty You always fuckin' up my motives Like I ain't even tryna fuck, get up off me I'm getting faded off a [?], homebody I rather get some [?] myself Probably why I'm [Verse 2: ADÉ] Cool in the cut Counting my coin, I'm moving it up [?] my city, I'm [?] it up Been on the move with too many sluts In and out the room, fucked too many, fucked in the back of the truck Nigga might yap but I'm backing it up Your bitch on my lap and I'm slappin' her butt The pussy like water, am I tappin' or what, what, what, what What you gonna do when we acting it up? Racking it up Touch what's mine, I bust them eyes and blackin' 'em up Packing 'em up Toe tag 'em [?] hope it don't happen but I won't have it I'm still in love with my old habits An asshole but I'm GOAT status Hmm, without a doubt If it ain't about the right amount amount The Porsche sittin' in the roundabout I'm skrrt, gone, count 'em out [?] A-D-É [?] to the letter, sound 'em out Back to the wall, put plaque on the wall [?] at all [?] be hoppin', I'm having a ball Grocery shoppin', I'm baggin' 'em all Back in the mall, fuck up the summit You already know it's a wrap in the fall Used to rap in the hall [?] 'cause I'm on Spotify rappin' to y'all And Apple Music [?] back to Houston I'm a beast, I'm an animal, rap producer Same beats, I'ma send 'em all back in bruises, I'm ruthless Ruth Chris [?] steak Run me that play, it's too much for you and you don't wanna be that great Then pull up for me, I'm number one in my state DÉ [Outro: ADÉ] Ow! 6ix You know what time it is, nigga 301 or none, straight up
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Credits
- Writers
- 6ix
- Pardyalone
- Phil Adé