Round Here lyrics

[Supa Bwe]

[Intro]
Hey! I ain't a little boy anymore...
b*tch I'm the man around here...

[Verse 1]
Bad b*tch smart mouth, she talk di*k
f*ck first, talk next so don't talk sh*t
Speak light but carry big sticks
Got jumped so those n*ggas owe me blood
And I need interest
Still that n*gga, no difference
f*ckin' with yo ex b*tch
I be thriftin
Ate two half-bars, still don't feel them
Patty told me keep on workin'
Next year you'll have a million
And all I do is work mof*cka
Wake up every morning tryna hurt mof*ckas (HURT)
If you mad break down, roll up mof*cka
Finna get the crib high, like UP mof*cka
No f*cks, no more f*cks, no more middle finger up
Diggin' mines out of soul but I don't like what I dug up
Her dad think I'm a thug, her brother ain't my brother
I ain't a little boy no more mof*cka
[Hook]
I'm the man round here
I'm the man round here

[Verse 2]
I'm the man!
Lowkey fefe she bring friends!
Her friends touch her friends
And f*ck for no ends, that's magic
I'm the man!
Lowkey she don't need no friends
Cuz the same weak b*tches told that b*tch I was shady
Well b*tch, I'm the best sh*t to come out the 80's
Obey me!
f*ck you mean? This year they gone pay me
f*ck you mean? This year they OK'd me
f*ck you mean? This year they gone pay me
f*ck you mean? This year they'll obey me
f*ck you mean? This year they gone pay me
f*ck you mean? This year they'll obey me
f*ck you mean? This year they gone pay me!
f*ck you mean? This year they gone pay me

[Outro]
b*tch I'm the man round here...
I'm the man round here...