Spin It (Feat. Headhunch0)

Yeah, yeah, nigga, I'm back
And I ran this bitch, that nigga play, get hit in this shit
Hey, fuck all opps, we'll come spit our shit right now
Hey, this how we gonna do it though, ay

Talkin' too much, get them hit in the lip
My brother bank five but he still throw a crib
Stupid ass hoe ask me what I said
It's 200, I'm lying, this shit off the deal
I ain't gon' lie, some feud nigga tried this shit
Now they can't even open that lip
We done turnt, spinnin' blocks, to our house and you still outside
With them guys, we leave and you killed

Bitch, shut up, I don't wanna hear shit
Bet your boyfriend been mad, let him use his feet
I got that dope in my lungs, 'bout high five percent
On bro, I can't even see
Crushing up, fully chopped, done got it too hot
Now time to go trade a new Gleam'
Can't even post my block, nigga scared of them gates
Been made 'fore a nigga retreat

Hand me a plate, tryna run up an M every way
Niggas better get up, get some cheese
We'll still come spin out a road
Fucked up, swingin' over
Nigga, mind a way of drop on the scene
She feel that that is poker and I ain't love it
Just to let the hell know it ain't sweet
My little brother told me I'm charged
Took a while for a notice, but now I'm back up with my P
Everybody in this car got a switch in the chop
We leave and shit drop
We ain't pullin' off until we catch 'em

How you want to walk this shit?
It's a full AP when I hop out, ain't gotta do extra
Nigga keep talking about he trapping, he can't even get off of both
Stop with all that extra
Nigga ain't showing no love, then he can't come around
I be with some slow-out twisters
I slap shit out of Ipon boat like go get your piece
We on high speed, we ain't tripping it like four beats
Me and black had through two gleams

Now we high, trying to hope we ain't seen
Nigga bought it, was sad for a week you know how they be
Nigga can't forget about them bleeds
You know we had went back for these
Them buns ain't cheap
Bro, really a fan, he better watch what he said
Don't think I'll close his lip
Call me with your man, you better have your pen
'Cause don't land and your shit get through

This hit like Ben, when I'm watchin' with my clan
My niggas gon' blow off the real, don't need no plan
I'ma shootin', what you sayin', my niggas gon' need no tilt
Say I'm off the Xan', see her opp and get fed
My switch gon' blow off for real, I pop it like Kenny
I'm that demon who gon' spin
If nigga even post him a trimmer

I make up then, switch hit him in a chain
Then cut through his body like scissors
If fuck what you said, y'all smoke, run that man
Adopt that gin, make him a pillar

Talk too much, get him hit in the lip
My brother bank five but he still throw a crib
Stupid ass hoe, ask me what I said
It's 200, I'm lying, this shit off the deal
I ain't gon' lie, some feud nigga tried this shit
Now they can't even open that lip
We done turnt, spinnin' blocks, to our house and you still outside
With them guys, we leave and you killed

Bitch, shut up, I don't wanna hear shit
Bet your boyfriend been mad, let him use his feet
I got that dope in my lungs, 'bout high five percent
On bro, I can't even see
Crushing up, fully chopped, done got it too hot
Now time to go trade a new Gleam'
Niggas can't even post my block, nigga scared in them gates
Been made 'fore a nigga retreat