Get From Round Me (2015)

Album cover art for "Get From Round Me (2015)" by Chris Webby

Chris Webby - Rap

Get From Round Me (2015)

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Duration: 2:57

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[Intro] Ayy [Chorus] Time to wild out (Out), time to get rowdy (Rowdy) Time to tilt the bottle up 'til we get drowsy (Drowsy) Time to light joints 'til the room gets cloudy (Yeah) And if you ain't with it, get from 'round me (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Bird's-eye view (View) All I do is me, I ain't changin' up for you (Nah) (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Do what I do (Do) And all I do is me, y'all should do the same too (Too), yeah [Verse 1] Bitch, so get from 'round me, hey, hello, howdy White boy star of the game like Gronkowski Ask 'em where they found me, Fairfield County Out in CT with a tray full of brownies And thеy got the weed in 'em, now I'm out floatin' Up on cloud nine with my phonе sayin' roaming Land in Las Vegas for a little fear and loathin' Cigarette holder and bitches with no clothin' Rollin' up in two helicopters with a crew full of mobsters Tell me what to say, I'll get a new teleprompter Juice with a vodka, so step up to the kid And I'll make you look like a bitch, call me Bruce Jenners's doctor, huh I'm sick and twisted and lit when I tip my fitted Throwin' on a finger puppet and flip you my middle digit To the doubters, to the haters and the critics on the blogs You can suck my dick, here, let me grab the zipper for you [Chorus] Time to wild out (Out), time to get rowdy (Rowdy) Time to tilt the bottle up 'til we get drowsy (Drowsy) Time to light joints 'til the room gets cloudy (Yeah) And if you ain't with it, get from 'round me (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Bird's-eye view (View) All I do is me, I ain't changin' up for you (Nah) (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Do what I do (Do) And all I do is me, y'all should do the same too (Too), yeah [Verse 2] So get from 'round me, get up out my sector Hip-hop professor, beanie and a sweatshirt Throwin' down lectures, rollin' up the best purp' Now I'm so high that I'm not sure if I can rep Earth 'Cause I'm a extraterrestrial smokin' out at a festival Until I'm half way to bein' a vegetable Now I'm barely sensible, my mental brain chemicals Are to the point of not even bein' fuckin' correctable [Bridge] But they all know, know, know, know Know we won't stop (We ain't stoppin') Ain't nobody go so loco That's why we on top (We on top) We goin' so hard when we roll through They ain't keepin' up with all the shit we do Chronic with the booze, breakin' all the rules Knock out and do it again when I come to (Let's go) [Chorus] Time to wild out (Out), time to get rowdy (Rowdy) Time to tilt the bottle up 'til we get drowsy (Drowsy) Time to light joints 'til the room gets cloudy (Yeah) And if you ain't with it, get from 'round me (Let's go) (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Bird's-eye view (Yeah) All I do is me, I ain't changin' up for you (Nah) (Bitch, so get from 'round me) Do what I do (Yeah) And all I do is me, y'all should do the same too (Too), yeah (Yeah) [Outro] And that's that Webby Shout to C-Lance, you know 2015 'til motherfuckin' forever We out here, we hungry Let's go

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  • Chris Webby