Spinning ft. TBG Mook Lyrics

(Trad On This Bitch Too?)

Aye, look

Lemme switch it up, Girl I just want you to fuck can't be my lady

And all these niggas tryna come for me, This 30 gon be waiting

The way I'm steady spazzing going crazy, It's amazing

Hop up innat SRT I'm taking off, The police chasing

Put that gun down you ain't tryna kill, My brodie off ah pill

Free my niggas out that county, I hope they get that appeal

Lot of niggas just be capping, Every bar I drop is real

Ima run it up so much, That Ima need ah treading mil

Oj Savv get to his paper, Glizzy block out any hater

Fuck ah chef but Ima bake her, With no effort Ima take her

Louie, Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Turned me to a fashion maker

Dedicated with this shit, Im gon get rich one day or later

Lot of niggas really broke, And I see why they tryna rock with us

You can get yo shit split, Don't run up we got rockets tucked

TBG the nation, Come correct if you acknowledge us

I fall off in the stu, Cause one day we gon be in larger stuff

I say larger stuff no heart in us, We ran it up they charting us

Outside inna trenches play yo part, But you can't part with us

Do this for my niggas up in heaven, So they watching us

And if I do ah song, My brodie onnit thats ah really must

Thats a really must, We riding with them semi's tucked

You try to play we loading up, We spinning we can't get enough

He see me bounce he know he fucked, If he survive you know its luck

You play with one of mine like its ah game, Then we reloading up

Ain't never been the type to boast or brag, But you gon know wassup

Ain't never have it all, But now I pop out fresh from head to toe

Not ah doubt up in my mind with this rapping shit, That I am not gon blow

Tsavv stepping for the team, You get up close then he gon blow fasho

Got a glockie with ah beam, Rello gon bounce and he gon over throw

They stay high up off the drugs, Im steady hoping they don't overdose

Lud G clutching on his weston off the pill, So he on over go

I'm feining for somebody, So I hit the group chat like "Let's get in Ro"

Opps ain't sliding for they mans, They ain't suit up inna van

They ain't tryna grab ah mask, And go get dangerous like Iran

I know this one opp who keep saying he saw me, And keep saying that I ran

Every since I heard that statement, I been spinning like ah fan

Them niggas don't be on they block, They really cap they ass sum fans

They had sat me inna Audy, Then released me onna band

And I'm steady yelling free Smoove, Cause it's free him out that can

Free them niggas fighting drama, That ain't get up onna stand

And yall can keep the fucking rats, They don't deserve ah fucking chance

Don't get the age mixed up with knowledge, Cause Im really young advanced

I popped out just to show my face, And they can't help it but to glance

We known for stepping on they necks, They know not to come on our land