Rounds Songtext
von Pi’erre Bourne

Check up, check up, check up
Uh huh ay
Check up, check up, check up
Uh huh ay
Check up, uh huh ay
Check up, uh huh ay

Yeah, yeah, yeah
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
When I′m in your town (hey)
She going down

That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
(Ay, ay)


That bitch want rounds
When I'm in your town
It′s going down
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
When I'm in your town
She going down

I live my life like a villain
She want to chill in my lair
Told this bitch my feelings (hey)
Now she sucking me later (hey)
I go deep Darth Vader
She at war with the stars
She like valet cars
Hotel bitch, mini bar

Man I wish somebody tell this bitch that I don't get you far
Cappin′ like you worth a Birkin
But your wig installed
Acting like you ain′t hit me on purpose
But you meant to call
She be acting just like my servant
When she wipe me off

That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
When I'm in your town (hey)
She going down


That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
(Ay, ay)

That bitch want rounds
When I′m in your town
It's going down
That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
When I′m in your town
She going down

Man I wish somebody tell this bitch that I don't get you
Man I wish somebody tell this bitch that I don′t get you far
Cappin' like you worth a birkin
But your wig installed
Acting like you ain't hit me on purpose
Acting like you ain′t hit me on purpose
But you meant to call
She be acting just like my servant (yeah, yeah)

That bitch want rounds
That bitch want rounds
When I′m in your town (hey)
She going down