Z Munna - round my way Lyrics

Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
I'm sipping on green, I'm sipping on red, my cup it be looking like Now n Later
I'm throwing the money, it's hitting the ground, I'm making her dance on a pile of paper
She probably be on that powder later
But I ain't gon judge you, I ain't gon love you
Give you the bag, can I trust you?
I'm trapping the work out the Louis V duffle
Said I'm riding round with that compact
I'm always ready for combat
Nigga just hit my contact
Got ya hoe on my line, I'ma call back
These niggas be trappin for play play
I was moving grass in 8th grade
I made a play on a day trade, then hit the block with my AK
Ain't doing the race my nigga, my name ain't Tay-K
Aye I come in the place, I sing to your hoe like Ray J
This Cha-nay-nay bitch, you know this ain't no Kate Spade
I'm not here to save your day, but I might save your day
Lil bitty bitch tried to count my gwop, I told that bitch to stop that
Said I'm riding round the city with a lil bitty thot, I'ma just put my top back
I keep my blicky cocked back
Ready for smoke when it's time for that
Ready for smoke when it's time for that
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator

Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
I'm sipping on green, I'm sipping on red, my cup it be looking like Now n Later
I'm throwing the money, it's hitting the ground, I'm making her dance on a pile of paper
She probably be on that powder later
But I ain't gon judge you, I ain't gon love you
Give you the bag, can I trust you?
I'm trapping the work out the Louis V duffle
Said I'm riding round with that compact
I'm always ready for combat
Nigga just hit my contact
Got ya hoe on my line, I'ma call back
These niggas be trappin for play play
I was moving grass in 8th grade
I made a play on a day trade, then hit the block with my AK
Ain't doing the race my nigga, my name ain't Tay-K
Aye I come in the place, I sing to your hoe like Ray J
This Cha-nay-nay bitch, you know this ain't no Kate Spade
I'm not here to save your day, but I might save your day
Lil bitty bitch tried to count my gwop, I told that bitch to stop that
Said I'm riding round the city with a lil bitty thot, I'ma just put my top back
I keep my blicky cocked back
Ready for smoke when it's time for that
Ready for smoke when it's time for that
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator
Dirty Paper, dirty banger, perk-olator
Round my way yea we was taught don't talk to strangers
I'ma pop a half and save a half for later
Serve ya later, nigga you a perpetrator