(Young Swerve)
Ho
We on Za nigga
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Ho
And we gone spin
QC nigga, 1017
Ho (Hittkidd what it do boy?)
Bih we gone spin (spin)
If they don't die then we gon' spin again and again (ho, what?)
Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (gang, mob)
Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than that gin (foo)
And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (ho, ho)
Jump out in the water, I'm a shark, you can see my fins (ho)
Don't step to me I ain't ya partna, nigga I ain't ya kin (foo, ho)
Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (ho, mob, mob)
He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens (ho)
Trappin' and rappin'
I was pistol packin' made it happen
I had dem gutta babies in your attic
Nigga, they gone bring me back the package (ho)
All of that ice (ice, ice, ice, ice)
Yeah, know I gotta keep a pipe
Boy on my mama, nigga, I ain't gone fight
Nigga, try me I'ma take ya life (foo)
I lived in the trap, all of my playas still call the Cap
Nigga, you broke as hell your pockets flap
Finesse her, I'm the greatest that's a fact (ho, finesse)
And I'm with the mob (mob), I got Dukey ridin' in the back (huh?)
He tried to run, he hit him in the back
Boom, now that nigga laying flat (ho, boom)
I told her don't text me (ho)
Yeah, it's the mayor preachin' like the reverend
I want her first, ain't never goin' second
And bih we gone spend if you 'bout that fetty (ho, spin, spin)
And nigga you broke (yeah, broke)
I spent a hundred at the dentist
Pussy nigga ain't no competition
If that nigga start it, I'ma finish
Bih we gone spin (spin, woo)
If they don't die then we gon' spin again and again (ho, grrah, what?)
Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (gang, on GD, mob)
Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than that gin (foo)
And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (ayy-ayy, ho, ho)
Jump out in the water, I'm a shark, you can see my fins (ho)
Don't step to me I ain't ya partna, nigga I ain't ya kin (foo, ho)
Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (ho, mob)
He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens
Uh
Me and Foogiano rep the same thang, we Folks (big Folks)
Playin' with my bread, nigga, fuck around and get toast (grrt-grrt)
Your bitch in a Honda 'bout to drop pounds in that ho (stuff that bitch)
No hashtag but I'm straight poundin' ya ho (fuck that bitch)
Wanna be mob, get plugged in
Triple M mob we thuggin'
She give me slob in your den (den)
Then she gon' say I'm her friend (friend)
I'm on your TV but I see 3D up in these lens (ooh-hoo)
Pick up your freak-freak, hear a beep-beep
Duke outside again (ooh)
Za packs but the streets in a drought (drought)
Watch out 'fore your shit tapped (tapped)
Fuck rap gotta get to the trap
Yap-yap, leave your head in your lap
Taught my daughter that this world is cold
Call of Duty how we gettin' the loads
Jubliee got my time froze (what the fuck?!)
Spin again leave your trap full of hoes
Bih we gone spin
If they don't die then we gon' spin again and again (ho, ayy-ayy, what?)
Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (gang, on GD, mob)
Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than that gin (woo-hoo)
And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (woo-hoo, ho, ho)
Jump out in the water, I'm a shark, you can see my fins (ho)
Don't step to me I ain't ya partna, nigga I ain't ya kin (foo, woo-hoo)
Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (ho, mob, mob, woo-hoo)
He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens
Written by: Anthony Holmes Jr., Brandon Henderson, Patavious IsomLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust AveLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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