G Round lyrics

[Intro]
(Wow, for the win, that could be it)
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Beatin' that block up, have my foot on they necks and these n*ggas ain't got up, uh
Block on the back of the gun, yeah, that mean that lil' n*gga whole block gettin' shot up, uh
He sh*t gettin' put up, I'm at the crib with yo' b*tch on yo' couch with my foot up, huh
Lil' n*gga, good luck, bullets be fryin' and bakin' his ass like a cooker

[Chorus]
Ayy, sh*t'll get shiesty (Ayy), one shot in his head, he restin' in peace (Ayy, ayy)
n*gga got popped up on Ellis, the cops take forever to come to the East (Ayy)
She feelin' my di*k, she think it's my Glock, 'cause I got a gun in my briefs
Ayy, I'm feelin' this b*tch, she givin' good top and buyin' me somеthin' to eat

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ayy (Ayy, huh? I can f*ck with that)
She do not givе top off the top, I can't f*ck with that (Ayy, I ain't f*ck with it)
n*ggas b*tches workin' for the cops, writin' sucker raps
This bug-ass b*tch want me to cuff, I can't trust in that (Ayy, yeah, they do)
No, I cannot put my hand out, b*tch, pay my right now (Ayy)
Got her man, how she be fanned out, playin' me right now (Ayy)
Ayy, no 69, she'll suck my di*k while she layin' upside down, huh
No 6ix9ine, n*ggas tellin' sh*t to the police so they can write it down
Ayy, like, "b*tch, wipe me down," ayy
She say, "Pipe me down," ayy
She say, "You don't listen," ayy
b*tch, I'm high right now, ayy
b*tch, I'm sh*t talkin', ayy
Better not turn me down, ayy
Better not say that name, ayy
Won't be f*ckin' found, ayy
Ain't Dolly Gee 'round here, put a lil' n*gga brains on the f*ckin' ground
Uh, sh*t'll get foul if he get out of bounds, lil' n*gga, just stay in your house
[Bridge]
Uh, b*tch n*gga, stay in your house, got a couple of n*ggas who say you're a mouse (Say he a rat)
Beat up the road, and then pull to his block, then shoot back, n*gga, we bangin' it out (Stay G5)
.40 on my lap, put yo' b*tch ass on a medallion
Yo' whole circle green as f*ck, and they get ate just like a scallion

[Chorus]
Ayy, sh*t'll get shiesty (Ayy), one shot in his head, he restin' in peace (Ayy, ayy)
n*gga got popped up on Ellis, the cops take forever to come to the East (Ayy)
She feelin' my di*k, she think it's my Glock, 'cause I got a gun in my briefs
Ayy, I'm feelin' this b*tch, she givin' good top and buyin' me somethin' to eat

[Outro]
(Wow, for the win, that could be it)