Spin The City

Come to yo city Might f*ck up yo city Gotta know I keep a pretty bitch with me Fucking her long we ain't doin no quickies Blowing her back out like her name was Ricky Shooting dat bitch till I see that's it's empty You know my niggas pull up with them semis Rocking dat Gucci Louie Prada Ferragamo and you know that we rocking that Fendi Got the glock 10 so you know ima spin Ima shoot first so you know ima win Fell down on my back had to get up again If i took ya bitch i can do it again Have me a threesome with you and ya friends Got a bad bitch and she know she a 10 Pull up to my spot you and know where i live Put that pussy on me throw the head if its good then you can get a key to get in Please do not tell me what no nigga heard Please do not tell me what no nigga said Please just know that that for the birds Half of the niggas to me is just dead Why not just get you some money instead Niggas is broke so they sick in the head Bullets is hot dont get burned by the lead Slide to the city I see all da envy Talking dat shit and it do not offend me I'm not killa but please do not tempt me Pop out wit dem members you know they all wit me Gang in dis bitch and you know we off Remy Spinning and Spinning until we get dizzy Can't trust nun these bitches we know they too friendly Niggas is mad cause they know we up Plenty Aye bro yeah its my time to turn up When we out on yo block make it go up Tryna get with me baby girl slow up Everybody went to sleep now they woke up Bro pop 2 perks made em throw up Ayeee they see a young nigga shinning Everyday I'm out here grinding Told shorty just quit all dat whining Told the opps just quit all dat lying All them boys know they out here dying Shorty nem must've lost they mind And ion know even know why they keep on trying Bitch niggas always out here hiding We riding we sliding Bitch niggas always out here hiding We riding we sliding Pop out ina cut wearing Christian Dior These bitches was Christians but now they some whores My bitch want my dick she keep fiening for more Keep hitting my line everytime she get bored Member I was was broke now that shit onna floor Kept walking in stores that I couldn't afford Fell down to my knees and bowed my head I prayed to the lord that I wouldn't stay poor Pray to the lord that I wouldn't stay poor Remember my family was hurt to the core One thing is for sure that I couldn't ignore That God told me go head and open them doors Giving my family a chance to explore Taking them places we haven't before Hopefully one day we'll be on a tour With money the clothes the cars and galore