Spinnin (feat. Tay Keith)

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh (go, go)

Sleeze Money, uh, yeah (go, go, go, go)

We keep on spinnin' and spinnin' (spinnin')

'Til we ain't seein' no witness (yeah)

Yeah, we got used to the winnin'

I still gotta trap, gotta stay on my pimpin'

My dawg got a grin when he sinnin' (huh?)

He won't leave nobody livin'

We got the Macs and Berettas

So much is attached, that we is not doin' no missin'

Hop out the car, I'm a gremlin

Not talkin' a act, but they gon' have to send 'em (yeah)

My brodie just got off the bend

He told me he ready to drill, so they gon' have to feel 'em

They talk on the net then we kill 'em

If I gotta go out of state, then my wodie gon' pill 'em (yeah)

Before we be gettin' them jocks in

I gotta tell 'em to chill 'cause a oppy a spill 'em, uh (okay, skrrt, uh)

Yeah, we want problems with anybody, uh

I come from the deals with hidden licks, that shit a hobby

I don't want the bitch, I just think I'm in love with the sloppy, uh

You better get down, these hollow tips might fill your body, uh

Couple of niggas, they switched

If you ain't gon' ride for the gang, get the fuck out the pick

My uncle, he gave me a tip

That car keep on flippin' around, get that bitch off your hip

One in the head, if I see 'em, he dead

Not even a question, I fill him with lead

Cream soda, I fill it with red

Got bored of the Act', but you know I'm poppin' them meds (I'm pourin' it up)

Wanna go to war, then we ready, uh (we ready)

Yeah, we got Glocks in the Chevy

Drums and they hang out the MAC

When I get to slangin', the stick kinda feel a lil' heavy

Sip Wock', I ain't fuckin' with Rémy (at all)

Sleeze Money, you know we get petty

Make that boy give up the log

I'm changin' the password, then I ask Moe if he ready

Hold on (frrt, skrrt), gone

Niggas don't know what I'm on (okay)

Couples of P's in the back of the V

I think I see the Ds, better leave me alone

You know this 'Vette got a V8 (uh)

Through Cartier I can't see hate (yeah)

No, we can't give me a free slate (at all)

We takin' it all, ain't no rebate, uh

I gave the ball to my teammate

Told 'em let's race to the back, but this shit ain't no relay (yeah)

We ship it to you, no eBay (yeah)

I got the pack goin' out, but you know I can't delay

No stoppin' the work, no, I can't have a free day (yeah)

Ridin' in the Scat, that's 2-0 on the E-way (skrrt)

Thousands of dollars I made on the freeway

You need it, I got it, like it was my b-day, uh (like it was my b-day)

We keep on spinnin' and spinnin' (spinnin')

'Til we ain't seein' no witness (a witness)

Yeah, we got used to the winnin'

I still gotta trap, gotta stay on my pimpin' (yeah)

My dawg got a grin when he sinnin' (uh)

He won't leave nobody livin'

We got the MACs and Berettas

So much is attached, that we is not doin' no missin'

Hop out the car, I'm a gremlin

Not talkin' the act, but they gon' have to send 'em (yeah)

My brodie just got off the bend

He told me he ready to drill, so they gon' have to feel 'em

They talk on the net then we kill 'em

If I gotta go out of state, then my wodie gon' pill 'em (yeah)

Before we be gettin' them jocks in

I gotta tell 'em to chill 'cause a oppy a spill 'em (a oppy a spill 'em, nigga), uh

We keep on spinnin' and spinnin', uh

'Til we ain't leavin' a witness, uh