Around Me

[Intro: King Chip] Yeah [Verse 1: King Chip] Cut the lights down low Here comes this walking cloud of smoke Why is he not never broke? What is this, huh, some kind of joke? This bag of weed will smoke out six states I'm King Chip, nigga, ask yo' bitch how my dick tastes I'm in these streets touring with a pound of trees Smokers always surrounding me Now these bitches houndin' me, wanna go outta town with me Told this girl I only fuck two dimes at one time So she came back with a 9.5, I said "fine" Fuck it, close enough, open up, let me plug up your socket Keep some weed in my pocket in case you get out of pocket Uh, we chilling by the pool and bitches wanna get higher Told her my name was Chip and she told me I was a liar I'm hot, bitch, I'm on fire, she don't even think I'm me And I really do this shit, how the fuck you think I eat? It's you and your girlfriend? Cool, it's just me and Travis Scott We just need some head we don't ask a lot, haha [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Twenty drunk bitches around me Toastin' up, this can't be life All these bitches around me Fresh as fuck, this every night *Mumbling* [Instrumental Outro]