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letra de spin back around - montannaatm

[intro]
(dj victoriouz with me in the building)
brrt, gang
brrat
(d-mn, drako, you made this?) go, go
get ’em
they know we mean business

[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t never live none of that gangster sh-t they rap about (nope, no, they don’t)
these n-ggas be bappin’ for clout, soon as we see ’em, we clap ’em down (brrt)
we spinnin’ back around, they tryna huddle, we throw at the crowd (gang)
if he fall, stand over him now, don’t know what he thinkin’, put holes in his crown (get ’em, get ’em, b-tch)
thirty-three in the clip like i’m scotty (thirty-three) and these b-tches know ‘tanna be pimpin’ (i be pimpin’)
beat a case ’cause i’m k!llin’ the witness
catch a body, come get with the rhythm
and my n-ggas consistently spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
no, i don’t got no love for the hiders
n-ggas be b-tches, i be with the sliders (slide, slide)
might catch us a murder, n0body can find us (murder)

[verse]
n-ggas be broke, they ain’t chasin’ no money (they broke)
i ain’t know none of the sh-t they be on (be on)
i laugh at you n-ggas ’cause it’s really funny (i’m laughin’)
y’all done fell off ’cause the pandemic gone
i know some n-ggas who f-cked a bag ’cause they ain’t know what the f-ck to spend it on (he dumb)
and i know a n-gga who ran up a hundred, right now that lil’ boy don’t even got a home
n-ggas be talkin’ that money sh-t and they be broke as h-ll (and they be broke as h-ll)
how the f-ck you out here tryna fall in love and your b-tch broke as well?
i’ma tell a b-tch, “quick, ain’t no time for this sh-t, girl, i’m tryna go flip a bail” (knock it off)
set a four forty-eight on the lil’ bitty clock and it d-mn near broke the scale (and it d-mn near broke the scale)
told that ho to chill ’cause i’m really chasin’ some millions and i’m finna go off the meter (yeah)
them labels been callin’ my phone, it’s deals on the table, i don’t wanna kick it, no fifa
c-money, he told me to chill (chill), just stay in the stu’ with the ether, no jumpin’ out steamers (for real)
they say i’m the ticket, i know, i can see it
if i catch a opp, i just gotta delete him (brrt)
[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t never live none of that gangster sh-t they rap about (nope, nah, no, they don’t)
these n-ggas be bappin’ for clout, soon as we see ’em, we clap ’em down (yeah, down)
we spinnin’ back around, they tryna huddle, we throw at the crowd (who is that?)
if he fall, stand over him now, don’t know what he thinkin’, put holes in his crown (get ’em, brrt)
thirty-three in the clip like i’m scotty (you knew it) and these b-tches know ‘tanna be pimpin’ (you knew it)
beat a case ’cause i’m k!llin’ the witness (you don’t)
catch a body, come get with the rhythm
and my n-ggas consistently spinnin’
no, i don’t got no love for the hiders
n-ggas be b-tches, i be with the sliders
might catch us a murder, n0body can find us (murder, murder)

[outro]
brrat

- montannaatm

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