Young Taylor - Get Around lyrics

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Young Taylor - Get Around lyrics

[Intro: Marqui & (Yvng Dime)] You know I get around I got (b**hes now) You know I get around I got (b**hes now) And I ain't stressin' over (no hoes) And I ain't stressin' over (no hoes) [Hook: Marqui & Yvng Dime] You know I get around I got b**hes now You know I get around I got b**hes now And I ain't stressin' over no hoes And I ain't stressin' over no hoes [Verse 1: Yvng Dime] Go to sleep a savage Wake up with the baddest See ya sister And my name on her titty tatted All these b**hes runnin' game I ain't trynna have it Youngin' started switchin' lanes it was automatic I'm just being honest She just want a dolla Yeah I been a dog But, I ain't trynna holla I just peeped a bad thing Hop up out that Honda I just call up Houston Like we got a problem Got it on and poppin' Ain't no time for stoppin' Say she with the baddest Swear they all impostors I been comin' wit the fam Feelin' like we mobsters Do or die 215 Livin' like we pirates Runnin' out of sand in my hour gla** I got b**hes now I ain't gotta brag yeah I got my new girl a new Prada bag yeah When you been that n***a they know how to act yeah [Hook: Marqui & Yvng Dime] You know I get around I got b**hes now You know I get around I got b**hes now And I ain't stressin' over no hoes And I ain't stressin' over no hoes [Verse 2: Marqui] These hoes be mad they ain't getting posted on a Wednesday This medicated make you meditate like sensei's I'm the sh**, I don't care 'bout what your friend say Man, why you hype that you just hit when I been slayed My and my bros just want some brain like the un-dead Don't open messages I leave my texts unread Can't even speak about the things that goes on unsaid They just be mad because they girlfriends leave 'em on read But me I'm pimpin' Look at the life I'm living n***as think they doing sh** I'm here to tell you that they isn't But what else I gotta say All these girls in lingerie Apple Watch that's on my wrist But you can't get my time of day You just want the fame You ain't got tp hide it I ain't really famous But I live life like it Brought a couple bottles I don't even be sipping If you don't hit my line I won't even be tripping 'Cause you know [Hook: Marqui & Yvng Dime] You know I get around I got b**hes now You know I get around I got b**hes now And I ain't stressin' over no hoes And I ain't stressin' over no hoes