this that
This that spinning on your block, yeah, yeah
This that spinning on your block shit
Reloaded and popped shit, yeah Smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit Spinning on your block shit
Reloaded and popped shit, yeah Smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
Ain't ducking no static, I'm looking for action
No asking for the facts when I caught his ass lacking
The club, he was dancing, I walked right up on him
Ain't shaking no hands, told him let's get it brackin'
I don't do no capping, they seen this shit happen I don't got a blast, no minutes, i'm inis bitch, flashing
These niggas be bragging, I do too much rapping andtrapping, to even keep up with the fashion
You got me thinking like, boy, what you really on?
I'm really one deep, it's just me in the studio
I'm pretty like Ricky, but shooting like Rubio
I'm really that nigga, that's something that you should know
They know that I got it, don't know how I got it
They watching my body, I load up the stocky
And hit up the blocky, and beat his ass up like I'm Rocky I see that you copy, you really too sloppy
I had to go beam me up, Scottie, kicking shit like karate
Got eyes like Itachi, they know that I move like Kakashi
Tell that nigga pipe down he ain't bout it
This that spinnng on your block shit
Reloaded and pop shit, smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
Spinning on your block shit
reloaded and pop shit Smoking on that opp shit, these niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
This that spinning on your block shit
Reloaded and popped shit, yeah Smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit Spinning on your block shit
Reloaded and popped shit, yeah Smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
Ain't ducking no static, I'm looking for action
No asking for the facts when I caught his ass lacking
The club, he was dancing, I walked right up on him
Ain't shaking no hands, told him let's get it brackin'
I don't do no capping, they seen this shit happen I don't got a blast, no minutes, i'm inis bitch, flashing
These niggas be bragging, I do too much rapping andtrapping, to even keep up with the fashion
You got me thinking like, boy, what you really on?
I'm really one deep, it's just me in the studio
I'm pretty like Ricky, but shooting like Rubio
I'm really that nigga, that's something that you should know
They know that I got it, don't know how I got it
They watching my body, I load up the stocky
And hit up the blocky, and beat his ass up like I'm Rocky I see that you copy, you really too sloppy
I had to go beam me up, Scottie, kicking shit like karate
Got eyes like Itachi, they know that I move like Kakashi
Tell that nigga pipe down he ain't bout it
This that spinnng on your block shit
Reloaded and pop shit, smoking on that opp shit
These niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
Spinning on your block shit
reloaded and pop shit Smoking on that opp shit, these niggas ain't really gon' drop shit
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Writer(s): Kel Bryant
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