Spinning

If they don't spin these records, f*ck it we gon spin the block I done been through hell and back, nigga I done seen a lot Got me spinning off this henny, I might graduate to wok I ain't spoke to my bitch, I ain't spoke to my pops Pray to God I make it home, and I don't end up in no box Free roland out the jam, we still screaming f*ck the cops Like the feds when you winning, niggas know this shit gon knock Ima get to that paper my nigga, like it or not These niggas claim they real, we know they not Tryna chase a hunnid mill, until I do, shit I can't stop Niggas envious, they want you dead, gon put you on that Fox Foreign whip outside the mall, don't get caught slippin at the Fox Or it's gon be a lot of dead niggas walking And y'all be poppin shit, but nun you niggas walk it how you talk it Came a long from shopping for them Wranglers down at Target Now it's louis this, prada that, fuckin up Neiman Marcus Off that shit, don't get me started Hit NY, fuckin up Starlets Walk through, run me a deposit This lifestyle making me nauseous Sample with the bass, got these lil niggas out here moshin Lil bad bitch, take her on a shopping spree Count it up, count it down Five four three, two one Is you gon ride with me? Is you gon ride with me? Is you gon ride with me until the wheels fall off? Head keep spinning, ain't popped no pill Might take a lil trip, go off If they ain't spin, we gon spin the block Pray to God I make it home, and I don't end up in no box Trip off what I stand on, know I do that shit a lot Free Cameron out the jam, we still screaming f*ck the cops Done been through hell and back, nigga I done seen a lot Tryna get these mills, young nigga can't stop, young nigga can't