Spin Again Lyrics

Fuck a brother

Never needed one

I was there by your side when you needed one

Getting rich was the tasks I completed them

All my bitches x'd out I deleted them

Cartier's for the hate I'm not seeing em'

I'm not trusting no hoe don't believe in em'

If the bags touching down I'm receiving em'

Fuck all dese rappers I swear that I'm leaving em'

Fuck the opps

Man I'm spinning and spinning again

Fuckin' this bitch and her friend

Get a check

Ima spend it and get it again

Apologize who I offend

Fuck the beef

Ian holding no grudge ima man

But no we cannot make amends

Forever rich

It don't matter how much ima spend

My nigga it is what is

Fuck the help, ion need no handout

Bossed up nigga I'm the man now

Thousand-dollar shoes, like to standout

Louis V, all I fuckin wear now

She a thot, ion really care now

First-class I go everywhere now

Cheat-code I'm not even fair now

Pop out and these bitches stare now

Ok yeah I get it,

Bitches want me cause I'm getting digits

Still that nigga so I'm not offended

Love designer I'm dripped out in Fendi

She my devil I drip her in Prada

Gucci match with the Balenciaga's

Presidential Obama

I cannot see through these commas

Swear to God I do this shit for mama

They said I be great yeah the told me that

I can't let these pussy niggas hold me back

I put the A on the map

I get hated don't hate that's a fact

Niggas rather be fake and that's sad

Niggas be envying, where is your bag?

Chase a opp we gon' catch him like tag

I don't play tennis but I'm getting racks

We finna stretch em' got too many packs

Swerve it,

I'm in the scat doing laps

Niggas be lying got too many caps

Records is viral got too many slaps

Big-money talkin' got too many stacks

Thank God for not taking it back

Yea

Fuck a brother

Never needed one

I was there by your side when you needed one

Getting rich was the tasks I completed them

All my bitches x'd out I deleted them

Cartier's for the hate I'm not seeing em'

I'm not trusting no hoe don't believe in em'

If the bags touching down I'm receiving em'

Fuck all dese rappers I swear that I'm leaving em'

Fuck the opps

Man I'm spinning and spinning again

Fuckin' this bitch and her friend

Get a check

Ima spend it and get it again

Apologize who I offend

Fuck the beef

Ian holding no grudge ima man

But no we cannot make amends

Forever rich

It don't matter how much ima spend

My nigga it is what is