Verse 1:
Who that there wanna run they mouth?
Get knocked out, duffle bag boy throw you out that drought
Who the plug now?
Eight mufuckas outside your house
Like what this about?
You told us you got it, now you finna show us
You braggin’ and boastin’ bout (?) some grown-ups
Lil boy, we don’t play that, round here, we go way back
Find out where your baby mama lay her fuckin’ braid at
Then we take that, that’s that payback, that’s that payback
Bring a knife here, this gun fight, we leave you where you lay at,ay
Who dat there wanna run they mouth bout the south?
Smokin’ all day , man we off that loud, what you about?
Relax, kick back with a fifth of the Crown, gon’ wipe me down
Got a bitch in the back and she beggin’ for that
And I love the way that sound
Who dat there wanna shame my name, fuck you think?
Made a few bucks ain’t a damn thing change, cept my bank
Rollin’ thru my city, you can smell the pain
That’s why we gang, round here ain’t different
Some can relate and some just cain’t
Hook:
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here
Verse 2:
Think that there, oughta check you’re step
You slippin’ lil homie
Now you finna show us some fuckin’ respect
And reach for it slowly
We the ones out here cashin’ the checks
Don’t fuck with jabronis
You haters out here causin’ clout here
Runnin’ to them boys leakin’ loud here
Ain’t from round here, ain’t about here
Throw your ass thru it, never leave the ground here
Lost and found here, float and drown here
St Louis City, man we wear the crown here
This the reason I ain’t goin’ out
Bitch I ride all night and live in the clouds
Cause you fuck boys always on some shit
And my whole clique strict, we don’t see a drought
Who that there try to fuck my bitch?
Lil boy, eat a dick
We come around and (?) a switch, you know what it is
Southside boys with a bunch of them clips
We say that we hip, act like you runnin’ the set
But your fuckin’ runners ain’t fuckin’ us yet
We out here stuntin’, (?) blowin racks
These chumps can’t catch up ,we blowin’ the gas
We blowin’ the gas, we blowin’ the gas
Hook:
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here
Verse 3 (guest):
Hook:
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here
If you with that action, round here round here
(?) round here round here
Better stay up out my section round here round here
If you ain’t from round here, get the fuck from round here