J.I.D, 21 Savage, Baby Tate - Surround Sound

Hit the music, baby, cut it down (whoa)
Hit a doobie while you do me indubitably
I feel like I'ma bust now (whoa)
I feel like a bust down when I shine bright
Blind niggas is up now (whoa, shit)
In the cut, big black truck, pack sacked up
You can pick it up now, nigga, fuck it, okay (ayy)
Push the fucking pack off of the porch or break a pound down
Get this strap, if it happen to blow, it makes surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town down
Putting rap on my back, and I'm blackin', snatchin' crowns
I know I can't afford to stop for one moment
That it's too soon, too far-
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 'posed to be
Jumped in the game, niggas act like they coaching me
Four hundred racks ain't shit but a show to me
I'm on the road and I bet that your ho with me