Spin

Yeah, look, All Brodie tryna do is spin And spin, and spin till he get dizzy He spinning blocks , dumping da Glock until that bitch empty Fully auto on the G-Lock, bro said f*ck the semi Grab the switchy, light em up, let out the whole fifty Whatttt Yeah, if them niggas do not f*ck with bro, it's f*ck the whole city Getting to the money, get to trippin', if I lose a penny I been peepin' snakes, I see the real, I know who really with me I know who really got me I see them niggas starin' at me, I can tell they plottin I know they bitches lookin' at me, I can feel them watchin I know some niggas who gon' buy a whole bag of weed Knowin' they ain't really got it Yeah, that's some shit, but it's true That's a bad addiction, rather be addicted to them blues I'm addicted to this poetry, it brightens up my mood Hit the stu and I get rude like I'm that nigga, who are you What Big bag, fit cold Quick brag, black fit with Rick's on Quick snag, one look, yo bitch gone Brodie trippin', hittin' plays off the flip phone All Brodie tryna do is spin, and spin, and spin till he get dizzy He spinning blocks, dumping' the Glock until that bitch empty Fully auto on the G-lock, bro, say f*ck the semi Grab the switchy, light him up, let out the whole 50 Whattt Yeah, if them niggas do not f*ck with bro, it's f*ck the whole city Getting to the money, get to trippin', if I lose a penny I been peepin' snakes, I see the real, I know who really with me What I been peepin' snakes, I see the snakes, I know who really with me K-A-E-D-O, that's me H-E-E-M, bitch I'm heem yeah