So Round

Mr. Rounds, so round

Why are you so loud?

Sound like a clown

Did you enjoy that sausage fest?

Need to take a rest

Maybe you should get a rest-ted

Cause we the best

You cannot stop me

I'm all the way up

You know what's up

Just shut the f*** up



Planet Ricky TV back at it again

We on Jakes row boat

"Yo homie a note"

It's for you Mr Rounds

Let me see

"Don't mess with us

We'll make a fuss

Back to school on that big yellow bus"



That's just a sample

The note states all of our hates

Their ain't no debate

It'll be in our next Loot Crate

Cause even they gonna hate you



I'm exposing your ways

We swimming in my money

That YouTube cash

I got one years of your earnings within arms reach

I just spent it at the beach

You and your minimum wage

In the future you'll see me on stage

I'll have you in a cage containing your rage



The teacher is now the student

Get on my level

I'll become your devil

Yeah, but that's it for now

I don't want to roast you to hard Mr Rounds

But just know, I got files on top of files

Complete grocery isles

Don't ever mess with me Mr Rounds

The truth is I kinda like you

But if you see me as less I'll be back

Yeah, I will strike you



I guess ill end it off here

That's all the juice for now

Mr Rounds you better fear

West side homies for life y'all