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letra de spinnin - vv$ ken

[intro]
brrr, ay
it’s free bandz sh-t, ay
it’s free bandz sh-t, ay
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on man
da mazi on the beat n-gga
ay, ay, ay
ay man
i do sh-t for dem n-ggas on robinson man
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on man
reppin’ the four man
you know mazi on the beat
you know what the f-ck goin’ on
they want bandz man, they want the mothaf-ckin’ bandz man

[chorus]
pull up in a all black amg benz, ay
he talkin’ crazy, so i gotta spit (brrr)
i’m in the mall, they ain’t no limit to spend (brrr)
i don’t try to art, no spinnin again (baw)
i don’t see blood then i’m been there again (dawg)
i’m talkin’ to god, been sinning again (sorry)
chasin’ these rats, i’m racin’ to win
i keep me a glock and that b-tch got a twin
play with my count, you get popped (get popped)
you tellin’ so boy you a c-ck
ay, how you a plug, but you f-ck n-ggas, ain’t got a stock
big forty, that b-tch got a car
i beat the [?], i got a lock in the sock (baw)
ain’t cuffin’ that hoe, she a bot (baw)
say you want [?]
so let’s take it straight from the top
he shot, old dug got the mop (oh, look)
[verse 1]
i’m always ready to shoot
i got off white just like a tooth
i got a no top businеss, that’s a coupe (oh my)
she got on no top so that she know a swoop (yеa yea)
i know my stick goin’ speak (brrr)
i know my ak goin’ have a fit (brrr)
all of my ak go take a sh-t (brrr)
i’m shootin’ like steph and i bet ya b-tch get hit (baw, baw)
f-ck on the bond, yea i’m leaving her
hoe eat before you see me cause hoe i ain’t feedin’ ya (hoe)
you n-ggas be tough on the media
play with me, i get you going, expedia (you dumb)
play with me, i get you going [?]
i’m a loose squad spinnin on ya block like a beyblade
i ain’t punch a clock but it’s payday
my diamonds dancing these b-tches, here doin’ they lame lame

[chorus]
all black amg benz, ay
he talkin’ crazy so i gotta spit (yea)
i’m in the mall, they ain’t no limit to spend
i don’t try to art, no spinnin again
i don’t see blood then i’ve been there again (baw)
i’m talking to god, been sinning again
chasin’ these rats, i’m racin’ to win
i keep me a glock and that b-tch got a twin
play with my count, you get popped (you get popped)
you tellin’ so boy you a c-ck
ay how you a plug but you f-ck n-ggas ain’t got a stock
big forty that b-tch got a car (oh my)
i beat the [?], i got a lock in the sock (d-mn)
ain’t cuffin that hoe, she a bot
say you want [?]
so let’s take it straight from the top
he shot, old dug got the mop (ay, look)
[outro]
ay, ay, ay
yuh
ay, ay
she a [?]
gimme the loot
we goin’ shoot

- vv ken

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