Spin Spin

Uh (damn, Drako, you made this?) Look, all the rah-rah shit, niggas ain't did nothin' to us (glah) Don't be mad at me, be mad at your bitch 'cause she the one let me fuck, glah (bitch, gang, gang) And we did a lot to these niggas that these niggas ain't done to us (a lot, a lot, grrah) Hold your Glock up if you got a B in this bitch, 'cause we do, every one of us (hold it up, bitch, gang) Niggas better go kill for real, my brodie died (niggas better go kill for real) Get back for your homie, stop callin' my phone with your lil' police ass (police ass) Opps done called my phone like 20-some times screamin', I know he mad (I know you mad) Fresh up out the feds, still tote that switchy, that bitch on me now, glah, glah (bitch be on me now) Shout out blood 'nem, we still doin' swaps (blood, nigga) Shout out foenem on the East Side, my opps they opps, they know we locked One of my opps knew to kill hisself 'cause if he didn't, we was hittin' his top (glah, glah) Nigga play with my bro, big folks in jail, 'fore he came home, we already spinned they block Hit the opps' block, tell 'em pop out, they keep ridin' 'round (pop out, where you at?) Y'all get hot cars, don't even slide on us, broke bitch, stop drivin' 'round (broke ass niggas) Postin' all them straight-eights on IG, she a straight, I'm firin' it down Spin, spin, we ain't waitin' 'til shit start dyin' down, glah, glah (spin, spin) Pop up out that cut, he ain't see it comin', peek-a-boo (glah, glah) I'm into with my cousin, nigga, it'll be easy gettin' into it with you (burst your ass nigga, come out) He keep sayin' niggas know how I'm comin', no the fuck I don't, man, who is dude? (I don't know you) You knew me before this rap shit, splat shit way before YouTube, glah (glah, glah, come out) You gave your bitch your heart, I gave my bitch a Glock (bitch your heart, I gave my bitch a Glock) She know her nigga is one of them niggas and I smoke the opps (I smoke his ass) We know ain't no killer without no killer, forever fuck the opps (nah) Every time Osama land in one of these cities, take me to the block Look, all the rah-rah shit, niggas ain't did nothin' to us (glah) Don't be mad at me, be mad at your bitch, 'cause she the one let me fuck, glah (bitch, gang, gang) And we did a lot to these niggas that these niggas ain't done to us (a lot, a lot, grrah) Hold your Glock up if you got a B in this bitch, 'cause we do, every one of us (hold your Glock up, glah) Niggas better go kill for real, my brodie died (niggas better go kill for real) Get back for your homie, stop callin' my phone with your lil' police ass (with your lil' police ass) Opps done called my phone like 20-some times screamin', I know he mad (I know you mad) Fresh up out the feds, still tote that switchy, that bitch on me now, glah, glah (that bitch on me now) On foenem