spinnit again ! Lyrics

She wanna come to the crib

And she bringing her friends

I might just spin on his block

Spin it

Spin it

Spin it again

Maybe I'll smoke on this gas

Or snort up the molly

Probably

It depends

Ain't a handyman but I keep a tool

And I know how to use my hands

I just poured up sprite with the wockhardt

I been sipping slow

Got me on Mars

With yo girl in the back seat of my car

Spin it

Spin it again

You won't get far

Yeah I made him hit the running man

I been counting Benjamins

All y'all pussies some fuckin fans

Watch me spin this shit

I call myself a ceiling fan

Don't fuck with the opposition

Interfering with my plans

This that DSB shit

Pop him for no reason

I might burn his house down

While he sleeping

I'm going off the deep end

Better watch out cause I'm creeping

Would you like some spare change

You need it more than I need it

We stars

You can run from me but you won't get far

I'm sorry my drip too shiny

Cause there's chrome all on my hearts

I'm sorry your bitch want me

I don't care what you two are

Maybe I lost my way when I got my payday

Cuban chain on my neck watch it sway

I won't have it any other way

She wanna come to the crib

And she bringing her friends

I might just spin on his block

Spin it

Spin it

Spin it again

Maybe I'll smoke on this gas

Or snort up the molly

Probably

It depends

Ain't a handyman but I keep a tool

And I know how to use my hands

I just poured up sprite with the wockhardt

I been sipping slow

Got me on Mars

With yo girl in the back seat of my car

Spin it

Spin it again

You won't get far