Calboy – Rounds (ft. Fivio Foreign) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Listen, watch the video, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to “Rounds” by Calboy featuring Fivio Foreign. The song was produced by JD On Tha Track.

Calboy Rounds

Calboy is working his way towards releasing a deluxe edition of his recent project, Long Live the Kings. The rising rapper recently dropped off the first look at the renewed project, with the King Von-featured “Brand New,” and today he’s back again with another fellow up-and-comer, in Fivio Foreign.

Where “Brand New” found the two artists meeting in Calboy’s melodic world, for his collab with Fivio, Cal actually heads more into Fivio’s soundscape. The beat begins with that familiar booming drill sound that’s becoming increasingly trademark for New York rappers thanks to artists like Pop Smoke, 22gz, of course Fivio, and others. JD on the Track is behind the boards for this one though, a frequent collaborator to many an NYC rapper, including Lil Tjay’s “Zoo York” which also features Fivio.

Calboy – Rounds (ft. Fivio Foreign) (prod. JD On Tha Track)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Calboy]
Sheesh
Yeah
JD On Tha Track
Yeah, yeah, baow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sheesh, baow, baow
Sheesh, sheesh

[Chorus: Calboy & Fivio Foreign]
Baow, gang (Gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin’ babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on a watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
She might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don’t push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt ’em down then we send some rounds, rounds
We making it hot
I got some aim with this Draco, I blow it’s loud, loud
He dead when he drop (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Calboy & Fivio Foreign]
Big drip (Baow), Fivey (Fivey), I’m tryna catch me a body
I know some niggas do killings and robberies
My shorty a bug, he geeking off Molly
We turn it up, throw dubs in Follies
Foenem choppin’ the brick like karate
I’ve been a GOAT, lil’ bitch, ain’t no probably
Heard he want smoke, lil’ nigga no Prada
My niggas ready for war
I make some millions but I need some more
Remember we slept on the floor
He get to tweaking, we kicking the door
Brand new mop, I’ma make ’em do chores
Stop all that talking, you making me bored
I keep that hammer on me like I’m Thor
We catch him outside he get blown off the porch

[Chorus: Calboy]
Gang (Gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin’ babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on a watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
She might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don’t push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt ’em down then we send some rounds, rounds
We making it hot (Sheesh)
I got some aim with this Draco (Sheesh), I blow it’s loud, loud
He dead when he drop (Sheesh)

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]
Big drip (Big drip), Fivey (Fivey)
I probably fuckin’ a thottie
Qué lo qué? To all the mami
She keep on callin’ me zaddy
We see an opp, he on his body (Baow)
Take a Perc, move like a zombie (Baow)
They say they lookin’ to line me
But they know exactly where to find me
They never come, try me (No)
They call me drum, papi
They could move dumb, not me (Baow)
And you can’t stop me
We make the situation oppy (Huh)
I got the money it’s makin’ me cocky
They see the moves and then they copy
If you wanna win, you gotta watch me
Fivey

[Chorus: Calboy]
Gang (Gang)
I used to trap in the spot
We flippin’ babies, got crack like the eighties
I put my whole wrist in the spot (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, damn
I took a risk with the pot
I told that lady, she having my baby
I spent a whole brick on a watch, ayy
Thirty on me, I might pick me some roses
She might pull up, she loving me not, ayy
I told that nigga I roll with some killers
Don’t push it, just know when to stop
And we hunt ’em down then we send some rounds, rounds
We making it hot (Sheesh)
I got some aim with this Draco (Sheesh), I blow it’s loud, loud
He dead when he drop (Sheesh)