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]