Sick Spin Lyrics

Whole lotta gang shit nigga (gang, gang, gang)

(Whole lotta gang shit nigga )

Bitch im sick but I ah still spin yo block, 1500 in the whip

The only cost to get you shot (Fuck is you talkin' bout)

(Gang, bitch im sick but I ah rap yo ass)

Bitch I'm sick, but I ah still spin yo block

This ain't 6, Bitch, this a 12 inch sub, its hangin' out the glock. You ain't trappin', you ain't really

Bout that shit yo ass got caught. If I catch another nigga snitchin', run up

He get shot. Like damn, we just popped his ass, no janitor, we mop his

Ass. We doin' drills, I 'm ready for whatever

Bitch, I don't need no mask, she on my phone She steady tryin' to call, she need to shake

That ass She gon' give a what her mama made, I'll

Break the back Sending shots, the type to make your mama sick like

Vascular Bad bitch, I'm tappin' her, she suck my dick

That shit spectacular Spilled my drink, I'm mad at her, cut that

Hoe off, now it's half of her 7.62 not pill, I know that head gon' hurt

If you don't got no ibuprofen, bitch, you better bust it first

It's fuck the earth, I pop at everybody, damn, my shoulder hurt

I'm makin' money, still ah rob yo ass to put in extra work

Told her, shut the fuck up, this hoe, she an extrovert

Make him run like athlete, how you a hood nigga from an academy

Put that nigga right up in his place, like, "Why you mad at me?"

That shit some blasphemy, I got some brothers, they gon' blast for me

Put the plug right in the trunk if he try taxin' me

Two-door bitch, McLaren, andthe trunk, it's sittin' in the front

Smokin' fronto, OG Cookie pack, it's up inside the blunt

Playin' with the pussy like a kitty cat, I love the cunt

Turn up the city off the shitty pack, lil' bitch, I'm smokin' skunks