houdini & supawassi – rounds lyrics
[intro: houdini]
yo, uh
[chorus: houdini]
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
[verse 1: houdini]
yo, she wit’ a n+gga who sayin’ his back hurt
i get her up or down still showin’ her mad love
i got [?] in this backwood
and i got this glock he better back up
two times they gon’ run and blow his head up
oh my, look at what your man done
know that i’ve been on the block wit’ the dope in my sock on my hip is a handgun
look at all the sh+t that i’ve done dodged i could’ve been dead or i could’ve been held up
feelin’ like the man up in the mirror, ouu
i know that your bag ain’t even serious, ouu
rounds on rounds on rounds off this fever, ouu
sess’ after sess’ i ain’t finished, uh
[chorus: houdini]
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
[verse 2: supawassi]
that b+tch a bird like a parrot
if it ain’t a bag i don’t come near it
i bend that ho’ from the rear end
gtr fast no steerin’
i take yo’ swag i’m stealin’
my opps don’t want beef they vegan
body bags we leave you reekin’
big crip blue i’m bleedin’
flip a snake don’t do treason
perc 30’s got me geekin’
bad b+tch want all the s+m+n
red dot green dot i beam him
my opps babies they get feeded
i nip fast i’m speedin’
pull up h+llcat no demon
keep the iron for the creasin’
drop a n+gga like i’m leanin’
i get her soaked she creamin’
fry your top like it’s steamin’
play wit’ us you need jesus
bando four in the fetus
after a show they freak us
my neck buss out the meter
[chorus: houdini]
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
rounds on rounds
sessions on sessions
i think i need me a second
no i do not need me a minute, aye
let me just handle my business, uh
forty it came wit’ extensions
junkie it came in a wheelchair
i came from the trap don’t forget it
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