
Spin Again ft. Xaviarr Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Javinci
Boom
Yeah
I might have to drill again (uh huh)
Shoot at all your friends (pew pew)
We gon' bust it till it ends (boom boom)
Damn
Let's play some dice your block gets spin (uh)
Stepping blue Balenciaga's (yeah)
We might have to spin again (uh)
Yeah
Damn (woo)
I might have to drill again (boom)
Shoot at all your friends
We gon' bust it till it ends (grah)
Damn (woo)
Let's play some dice your block gets spin
(yeah yeah yeah)
Stepping blue Balenciaga's (boom)
We might have to spin again (uh)
Yeah
Look
Uh (boom boom)
Bags you got it (graaah)
While your homie pocket watching (yeah yeah)
Shit be sad hoe stop it (skrrrt)
All that munyun come up off it (yeah yeah)
I don't brag i cop it (graaah)
Send them bands or get to marching
(yeah yeah)
Bitch you last
I come first like letter "A" up in the alphabet
(boom)
Brodie wet that bitch up like a beach (boom)
(brodie wet that bitch up like a beach)
Catch his og lackin' while he sleep (yeah yeah)
(catch his og lackin' while he sleep)
(grahh)
Creeping with that switch all on his street
(creeping with that switch all on his street)
Hoe quit talking
When you hear that choppa speak
Ahhh haaa (boom boom)
Yeah uh (yeah)
Damn
I might have to drill again (boom)
Shoot at all your friends
We gon' bust it till it ends (grah)
Damn (woo)
Let's play some dice your block gets spin
(yeah yeah yeah)
Stepping blue Balenciaga's (boom)
We might have to spin again (uh)
I might have to drill again (boom)
Shoot at all your friends
We gon' bust it till it ends (grah)
Damn (woo)
Let's play some dice your block gets spin
(yeah yeah yeah)
Stepping blue Balenciaga's (boom)
We might have to spin again (uh)
Yeah look
Ahh haa
Bad bitches shaking ass
Hunnids, fifties, twenties
It don't matter throw a fucking bag
C-cop it and i brag about it
"Who bought it?"
Allegedly your dad
He gon' spend a bag on this youngin'
He ain't trickin' on his woman
He going out sad
B-bad nigga pretty on purpose
He cop me a Smith Wesson
And he even put a switch on it
Now i'm spinning blocks on you pussy niggas
Like "say hello to my little friend"
Come on baby when it comes to rap
Bitches trying me they'll never win
Bet a BX beast won't spin again like ah
I might have to drill again (boom)
Shoot at all your friends
We gon' bust it till it ends (grah)
Damn (woo)
Let's play some dice your block gets spin
(yeah yeah yeah)
Stepping blue Balenciaga's (boom)
We might have to spin again (uh)