Fredo Santana
Round ’Em Up
[Intro: Chief Keef]
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang 2, bitch
Sosa, bitch
O'Block
Bang, bang

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up
You lie and stuff, I go down to the mall and I buy it all
My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up
Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches rounded up
Fuck n***as frowned up but we don’t care, we round 'em up
Knock them down like dominoes, bullets shoot, they fly and stuff
Please don't challenge us, we shoot up your Challenger
We the squad, hammered up, we too busy turning it up

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Assassins blasting
I make this money fly and shit, it's looking like magic
Chief Sosa not average
I call up Tray Savage, you get robbed for your karats
Going at me, that’s embarrassing
My boys send you to Neverland, and they keep them TECs in hand
While Chief Sosa keep checks in hand
This money I’m inheriting, you slow like promethazine
I love getting off promethazine
Earth OG and Swishers, it keep me in the heaven land
I love getting off promethazine
Earth OG and Swishers, it keep me in the heaven land
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up
You lie and stuff, I go down to the mall and I buy it all
My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up
Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches rounded up
Fuck n***as frowned up but we don’t care, we round 'em up
Knock them down like dominoes, bullets shoot, they fly and stuff
Please don't challenge us, we shoot up your Challenger
We the squad, hammered up, we too busy turning it up

[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
Fredo in the cut, hell, that’s a scary sight
Play with us, you lose your life, we take your life, not thinking twice
Fuck with us, you die tonight, all we do is carry pipes
You ain’t with the shit, well, god damn, you live a scary life
High as fuck, dump it up, ridin' 'round in Beamer trucks
Problem with us? We up them poles then fucking shoot your momma up
Ball hard, my dollars up, rep my set, I throw it up
Who is you? Can’t roll with us, we don’t fuck with fuck n***as
Hell nah, that ain’t us, GBE my squad I trust
Big guns, rocket stuff, we shooting shit, dropping stuff
Bad bitches topping us, 300 gang, no stopping us
Bad bitches topping us, 300 gang, no stopping us

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up
You lie and stuff, I go down to the mall and I buy it all
My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up
Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches rounded up
Fuck n***as frowned up but we don’t care, we round 'em up
Knock them down like dominoes, bullets shoot, they fly and stuff
Please don't challenge us, we shoot up your Challenger
We the squad, hammered up, we too busy turning it up