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Spin or Sum Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Big motherfuckin' Baggg
You already know the motherfuckin' vibes, aight
So there ain't no more to motherfuckin' say
Let's get it
Niggas want a dollar, then go to the general
I am too hard, just like I'm a mineral
Hop on the beat, then I go to my clinicals
Claim you for the people, but really you cynical (Aye, aye)
When I drop shit, finna have some mini-mes
Baggg in the cut like Khalifa
Fuckin' with me, you gon' need anesthesia
She suckin' my dick, while I'm rollin' the reefa
Yeah I know that I'm the shit (Shhh)
I mean damn nigga just look at my wrist (Bling, bling)
Everything I put in, I'ma make it back quick
You punk-ass niggas couldn't spell arithmetic (BWAHAHA)
Who God bless, no man could curse
Anybody comparing, yeah, well they did it worse
I'ma pop on these niggas, how these niggas poppin' percs
Checkin' out your homegirl, nigga like I am a clerk (Clerk, clerk, clerk)
How you bust shots, but you caught no bodies?
Niggas ain't rich, them niggas ain't Roddy (Cha-ching)
Hit that nigga right in his pituitary body (Oh)
Harper's Bazaar, I leave these niggas looking knotty (Cardi)
Nigga said I took his bitch, shit, prolly
Anything that I do, these niggas gon' copy (Over)
And I need my money A$AP, no Rocky (Wait)
I need some Ritalin? Gotta be kiddin', man
You niggas slackin' and yes, I'm the GOAT
Hop in my bag, I ain't talkin' that tote
You like a granny that's waitin' to croak
Niggas be pissy, no diaper
Finna snatch your bitch up, nigga call me Swiper
I'ma lay this dick on her ass like a piper
My crafts like a puzzle, nigga that you can't decipher
Give me 20 minutes, I'ma wife her, ain't no greenhouse, but I'ma plant my seed inside her
Walk in the bank, nigga give me the funds
I stay dripped out, niggas thought it was a flood
Stay poppin' off, while this nigga's a dud
I dropped Volume One and had these niggas looking stunned
That's why you mad, that's why you pissed off
Call this Kill Bill, nigga I ain't talkin' Christoph
No Labrinth, but my music finna lift-off
Treat niggas like a scab, and they gettin' ripped off
All my niggas gon' spin, and that's word to Russ
Any nigga that's my opp? No Kelly, but he's gonna get touched
And all these niggas is pussies
How you treat your bitch, like she is your motherfuckin' crutch?
Like the fuck is a crutch? That nigga's a munch
Bet she gonna hunch, when she off of the punch
I'm eatin' this beat just like it is my lunch
She eatin' my kids like that shit is her lunch
I make her say (UH), like she doin' a crunch
When it comes to the money, know I got a bunch
(Wait, when it comes to the money, know I got a bunch)
Niggas want a dollar, then go to the general
I am too hard, just like I'm a mineral
Hop on the beat, then I go to my clinicals
Claim you for the people, but really you cynical (Aye, aye)
When I drop shit, finna have some mini-mes
Baggg in the cut like Khalifa
Fuckin' with me, you gon' need anesthesia
She suckin' my dick, while I'm rollin' the reefa
They copyin' me like a parrot
Ice on my neck, and it's more than a karat
Niggas my sons, but they ain't in a carriage
I'm fuckin' her raw, I ain't waitin' till marriage
(They copyin' me like a parrot
Ice on my neck, and it's more than a karat
Niggas my sons, but they ain't in a carriage
I'm fuckin' her raw, I ain't waitin' till marriage)