Rounds

Throw that N.O. up

H-Town down

That's for my homies

That's for my rounds

All that heavy syrup sippin'

Count by the pound

Keep that candy paint drippin'

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound

Throw that N.O. up (Mayne)

H-Town down (Hol' up)

That's for my homies (Hol' up)

That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up)

All that heavy syrup sippin' (Mayne)

Count by the pound (Hol' up)

Keep that candy paint drippin' (Hol' up)

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound (Hol', hol' up)

I got, I got, I got woes the 5-0-4

Out the 7-1-3 and out the 2-8-1 for sure

Shout out my **** out the 8-1-8 and 4-0-4

But it's one from my N.O. rounds and my Houston folk

Held me down for sure

Taught me to not cook when **** get buck

Dirty Sprite all in my cup

Drip, drip, all down my truck

Break the rock down and serve it up

Ladies buss down for real **** (Turn around)

Tryna be around the trill ****

Who'll talk slow and kill quick

If you came up 'round real shit, bet you gon' feel this

Throw that N.O. up

H-Town down

That's for my homies

That's for my rounds

All that heavy syrup sippin'

Count by the pound

Keep that candy paint drippin'

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound

Throw that N.O. up (N.O. up)

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Homies)

That's for my rounds (Rounds)

All that heavy syrup sippin' (Sippin')

Count by the pound (Hol' up)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drip, drip)

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound (Hol', hol' up)

Girl, what you, what you, what you need? You wanna hot boy

Four hunnid degrees on the blackboard (Hot)

You need an ice cream man who can serve (Hot)

Bend corners, never ride on the curb (Hot)

Pimpin' ain't easy, but it's under control (Under control)

Never gon' forget what you told me (No)

Same girls tryna sex you up

Be the main ones tryna set you up

Rest in peace to Elliott

I feel you look down from Heaven

If you came across Mel and Chandra

Let 'em know it ain't been the same since they left

But I'm still alive, so I'm blessed (I'm blessed)

To keep buildin' and growin'

Gotta keep goin', rep where I came from and you know it

Throw that N.O. up

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Yeah, yeah)

That's for my rounds (For my rounds)

All that heavy syrup sippin' (Yeah, yeah)

Count by the pound (Count by the pound)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound

Oh, throw that N.O. up (N.O. up)

H-Town down (H-Town down)

That's for my homies (Homies)

That's for my rounds (Rounds, rounds, rounds)

All that heavy syrup sippin' (Mayne)

Count by the pound (Oh yeah)

Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound (Hol', hol' up)

Throw that N.O. up

H-Town down

That's for my homies

That's for my rounds

All that heavy syrup sippin'

Count by the pound

Keep that candy pain't drippin'

Chop, chop, screwed up the sound