Lyrics Rich Homie Quan – Keep Me From Round
Text:
That’a Right 2
Aye
Keep me from around that bullshit
Them lame hoes
Aye
Can’t show a lame nigga
Too much so I don’t bring em round,
Them same niggas
Who was up funny they need me now
Can’t learn the game out of no book so let me teach you how
Too get rich and not leach a sound
Keep me from round
Them low didgits
Keep me from round
Broke bitches
Keep Me From Round
Hoe Niggas
Keep me from round
Yo sister
Keep me from round
Niggas still banging sets you need that lease ah pound,
Like a bitch who got that pack
Keep me from round
Say you wanna squash that beef
Ok cool then,
Well I’m thinking about eating that beef
Give me your spoon then,
I’m a need some with alot of speed
Some I can zoom
That pussy so good to me
I might let her move in.
Lift the whole 50 on my roof
So they notice me
My foreign hoe pronounce
My shoe glowish feets
Money surround me so a broke nigga can’t get dost to me.
My bitch bad like yo hoe suppose to be.
My wrist cold more like 4 degree,
Don’t get me pissed off real niggas on go for me
Got a bitch that bust them blunts
And 1 that roll them weed,
I say rich homie baby
So you no it’s me
Can’t show a lame nigga too much
So I don’t bring em round,
Them same niggas who was up funny
They need me now
Can’t learn the game out of no book
So let me teach you how
Too get rich and not leach a sound
Keep me from round
Them low didgits
Keep me from round
Broke bitches
Keep Me From Round
Hoe Niggas
Keep me from round
Yo sister
Keep me from round
Niggas still banging sets you need that lease ah pound,
Like a bitch who got that pack
Keep me from round
Call his girl tune
I got her tuned in.
And if twelve be on the block
I call my goons in.
I call me goons up.
And we gooned up.
These niggasbroke as fuck
They need a tune up
It’s Rad Rich Forever
It’s Rad Rich for life.
We flier then a feather
I had to say it twice.
It’s rich homie baby
And young ken baby.
My niggas strapped up
We strapping like the navy
And if that nigga say 10-4
Keep me from around.
And if they robbing on the low
We spray them rounds.
Bitch look at me now.
I know she want me now.
I know they need me now.
Keep me from round
Can’t show a lame nigga too much
So I don’t bring em round,
Them same niggas who was up funny
They need me now
Can’t learn the game out of no book
So let me teach you how
Too get rich and not leach a sound
Keep me from round
Them low didgits
Keep me from round
Broke bitches
Keep Me From Round
Hoe Niggas
Keep me from round
Yo sister
Keep me from round
Niggas still banging sets you need that lease ah pound,
Like a bitch who got that pack
Keep me from round
