[Hook]
Pounds, pounds, pounds, I got pounds comin’ in
Choppa rounds, rounds, rounds, at the opps I point, I score Issa hit
Meet the plug outta town I’m gettin a brick
Threw the ball outta bounds, they shoot they miss
Gotta learn from Rick Rubio shoulda dished
Throw the oop if you can’t score get an assist
[Verse 1]
Talkin’ pounds, pounds, pounds, with the plug I needa brick
You talkin rounds, rounds, rounds, when you and yo homeboy share dat stick
Out ATL I’m bringing em in
Just gotta new Colt .45 with a rubber grip
Any bank comin’ my way I’m bussin’ it
Opp bitch comin’ my way I’m fuckin’ it
How you gon put a claim on it you lovin’ it
She let me bareback, I just might cum in it
I let her have the baby, Issa bastard
Fuckin on hoodrats, lower my standards
Glock 30's and I’m keepin my standard
Perc 30 yes and I’m all in my jammer
Ice out my neck wit the backup dancers
Opps want smoke then I’m giving out cancer
[Hook]
Pounds, pounds, pounds, I got pounds comin’ in
Choppa rounds, rounds, rounds, at the opps I point, I score Issa hit
Meet the plug outta town I’m gettin a brick
Threw the ball outta bounds, they shoot they miss
Gotta learn from Rick Rubio shoulda dished
Throw the oop if you can’t score get an assist