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I'm tryna spin spin spin spin spin and spin again I'm tryna win win win win win can't lose again I got big racks bussin out my jeans it got my pants saggin Who that lil nigga out the gutter plus he really snappin Yea they like to talk but they ain't ever really sayin nothin Come thru on they block we swinging chops sound like a band comin Dreko's dumpin niggas runnin faster then they run they mouth If yo music bumpin bitches fuckin just so they can get some clout I hit him with the two guns Akimbo Try to shoot back but they missed I limboed No they don't want the smoke with C0LE no I been known I been sittin at a place where they can't go AYE Lay down, bullets flyin everywhere I told yo ass to stay down I got him in the throat and now I watch his life fade out Haunted by the demons in my past, and they tell me go to hell Bitch I'll see you on the way down WOAH I'd done rounds with the devil in my room he gotta bloody nose They want the ball im bout to box em out My boy Dreko hit me with a pass, set a pick and roll They be sittin watching me while imma stack it up Bad bitch, with a fat ass tell her back it up 100K imma big fish tell em bag it up Like its 2K on the sticks im bout to lay it up 100 rounds that's a big clip put ya ratchet up Bang bang bang bang bang bang He dead 100K I put it on the desk need to re up Bang bang bang bang bang When I see red Shawty did me bad now she mad that we up I don't really care I gotta bitch tryna meet up Imma take her home, beat it up Send her back to her man I'm back in that mode I'm back on the go, can't f*ck with these bitches they diggin for gold Bitch I'm the plug, got the bags for the low Like I'd rather trap I ain't sellin my soul Me and C0LE like 15-0 I had to kick the door they would not let me in Bitch I'm with the bros we thuggin till the mother fuckin end In the shadows I been coming from the mother fuckin shadows Even as a kid I would never tattle on the bros, tryna find some peace the world Trust me it has been a hard fought battle C0LE is a dragon slayer, imma kill every one of em Talk about scars I got tons of em They tryna gang up on me I take all of em They tryna steal it from me imma ball on em They try to shoot but they barrel ain't straight And whatever hit bounce back, slap em in the face And they really want the smoke, ok we can bake And my momma told me gotta eat whatever's on your plate They rats when it come to the cheese they race And I been pushin on the gas on E no brakes I'm finna climb the wall they defend that's cake Gotta big FN with a scope got range I'm tryna spin spin spin spin spin and spin again I'm tryna win win win win win can't lose again I got big racks bussin out my jeans it got my pants saggin Who that lil nigga out the gutter plus he really snappin I'm tryna win whatever trophy that it is, it's gonna come my way Like fe fi fo imma giant we are not the same I been MIA been in my head just tryna stay away Imma drop every bomb that it take to defend my crate And you gotta bounty with your name on it