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Track: Surround Sound (feat. 21 Savage & Baby Tate)
Artist: JID
Album: The Forever Story (Extended Version)

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Name: JID
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American drummer.

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Release: JID* Feat. 21 Savage & Baby Tate* - Surround Sound
Year: 2022
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Trap

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LYRICS

I know I cant afford to stop for one moment
That its too soon too for me
Push the fuckin pack off of the porch or break a pound down
Get this strap if it happen to blow it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap push it back and go to town down
Puttin rap on my back and I’m blackin snatchin crowns

I done came back around like a nigga sellin crack and pounds
I got a bag now but its nothing to brag bout
Gun blast in the background Im a black man with the blood hounds Mac 10 making love sounds to a bad chick she from uptown Im from down south not a loud mouth
We could fuck around hit the music baby cut it down
Hit a doobie while you do me indubitably I feel like imma buss now
I feel like a buss down when I shine bright blind niggas is up now
In the cut big black truck pack sacked up you can pick it up now Ok

Push the fuckin pack off of the porch or break a pound down
Get this strap if it happen to blow it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap push it back and go to town now
Puttin rap on my back and I’m black and snatchin crowns

I know I cant afford to stop for one moment
That its too soon too for me

Me and my money attached emotionally
I get to clutchin if you get too close to me
I’m at the top where I’m supposed to be
Jumped in the game niggas act like they coaching me
400 racks ain’t shit but a show to me
Im on the road and I bet that yo hoe with me
When I’m in traffic its always a pole with me
Pillsberry, man I keep dough with me
Hit from the back she giving me slurp and I ain’t even pull my pants down
Jump in the box and slide to the other side its always a man down
Draw down, hands in the air nigga make one move get gunned down
Giving out smoke so long they don’t even talk no more just run now
No lock doors I serve with a chop bitch got spent she was hanging with a opp
We call him mickey he talk to the cops I was pandear glass and a sock
Back in the day I invest in the block fast forward now I’m investing in stocks
I put a drum on a Heckler & Koch don’t play cause I’m very invested in shots.

Push the fuckin pack off of the porch or break a pound down
Get this strap if it happen to blow it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap push it back and go to town down
Puttin rap on my back and I’m blackin snatchin crowns

I put the pussycat in his face
Cuz he stay off Cheshire Bridge
Then I took it back now he say
That he shaking and he shivering
Like the way it taste
And he ain’t ate it in a minute
They call me Yung Baby
But I still got hella children

Oh, Shit
Sorry in advance for my bros they’ll whoop a nigga ass
What you whippin up? (woah)
JID in the back if you looking for the dope
Niggas got it in the bag cause we trappin on the low
And im the shit with the flow give me a joke
Heard a nigga say you the next? No no no im the best
Tell them bitches stop the mothafuckin press
Press stop fuck a top 5 list
Get em a vest he get lopsided
Fuck the cops we was running from Rottweilers
Most of my patnas aint have poppa just a popped condom
Couple kids with Alzheimers 40 on his side boy you Mike Alstott
He on the block violent
Robbing niggas in the hood then swap genres
Green light line a nigga up stop sign him
Keep driving you will not find him
Imma Imma Imma anomaly
I turned into a rapper ironically
I ran the bag up, back up niggas is on to me
Niggas should honor me if you think I’m a wannabe its pretty comedy
Im melancholy and cool so camly bussin moves my truths carry velocity
Same posse since Osh Bosh bogosh pussyclot
Treat the rappin like a pushin rock on the stove with the pyrex pot
The door stay locked it don’t say knock
We on they block we own they block
Its monopoly games we stole they properties
Smooth talkin and moon walkin
Same lil niggas small pond but a pool shark
I aim big stick knock chalk off cue balls
Bang this shit, bang, bang, bang