Lyrics Circles - Shapiro

Circles

Fucking up my lane
Got my partners by my side
And all our pockets on a ride now
I know my niggas get it right
Dedicated to my side
4th quarter with no time outs
You niggas get to watching just to be us
Went from balling out a hoopty
To willy bouncing out a beamer
To travel over here you need a visa
My bitch getting bands
You still trying to get a threesome
Sauga side these boys is getting dough pop
Been schooled to the code
I know the roadblocks
Glitched in it, dipped in it
These new niggas move different
We all up come cruise with us
I know your flow ain’t built for it
I know your dough ain’t built for it
My niggas killed for it
I know DOOR ain’t built for it
Don’t don’t get your cows milk for it
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS
COUNTIN UP
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS
COUNTIN UP
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS
Weekday chilling with my niggas what’s the motive now
Everybody else in the city ain’t hold us down
They know us now, yea we hold it down
Roll around with gold around fly as fuck we float around
Ahh you see we fly and high at the same time
Trying to get the wave right
She wave cause the game right
Oh baby yea it’s game night
Touch the court, hit the boards
Crush the score, this the sport
Ballin' on’em and they fascinated
They ain’t think we’d make it past the pavement
I grew up watching my poppa as a pastor praying
What God gave him gave me the route to make it
I’m out for paper
Rip to prodigy
I’m in a four corner room all alone
Counting bands on the phone
My OGS taught me how to rack in
You clowns got it all wrong
We on it year long
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS
COUNTIN UP
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS
COUNTIN UP
SUMS
SUMS, SUMS