Spinnin 2
(Swear to God)
Grrah
Grrah
Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Like, bend through with my gun and my clip
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit? (And shit, like, damn)
Like, she a thot, give it up for a Lyft
What? She like to vibe with the members
Try to line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang, like, grrah, grrah (grrah)
Drive-drive by ootin' from deep (like, damn)
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, and we not gon' stop 'til he sleep
Hang out the V like, "It's KR the G" (grrah, grrah, grrah)
He tried to creep, but he thought I ain't peep (like, what?)
Quick draw, ootin' like Thompson (damn)
Beam on his face, I'ma drop 'em
Spin through your strip, if I spot 'em, pop 'em (damn)
He feelin' tough, I'ma flock 'em
Gun jam up, he get beat with the rocket (rock-)
Spin through, hole in his noggin'
Like, damn, grrah, grrah
She a thot, she think she grown
You not my bitch, I'm just tryna get right
Jenn-Jenn got the Wock', mix it with Sprite (like, damn)
(Like, on your block and I don't wanna fight)
I'm too high, I be smokin' on dead opps (dotty)
Like, what? Don't run, got a red dot
Head-tap gang, what the fuck is a leg shot?
We got ooters, so don't get your head popped (damn)
Lil' thotty, she wanna be next to me (like, damn)
She want the 'Migos and Hennessy (huh?)
It's a function, let's get jiggy (like, damn)
Like, like, what? Don't pass me the Whitney
Like, damn, bae, don't stop
He tried to run, he got put in a box (like, what?)
Everything dead when I step in the room
Move wock, get sent to the top (grrah)
Like, and I don't gotta diss to be hot
Gun jam up, he get beat with the Glock (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, like, what? Don't get bro popped
I'm too tact', can't set no drop, damn
And I mean all the shit that I did (like, damn)
Won't forget all the shots that I threw (like, huh?)
Twin Glocks, oot at his crew
My bitch a baddie, the gun in her shoe (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, throw three, you throw two (throw what?)
Dissin' the gang, get slimed like goo (like, huh?)
Like, like, what? Get high like Buu
She like, "I get fly like you" (damn)
Niggas see me, heart start pumpin'
I told bro, "Don't stop, keep dumpin"'
Like, damn, up that Gumbo
Too-too fast, like, "Damn, don't run, bro"
Kill a killer, I bet he won't kill again (like, damn)
Bitch, if I miss, I'ma spin again (huh?)
Spin through your strip, swear the G gonna finish 'em
Run down, put the beam on his what? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Like, bend through with my gun and my clip (like, huh?)
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, she a thot, give it up for a Lyft (like, huh?)
What? She like to vibe with the members (41)
Try to line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang, like, grrah, grrah
Drive by ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, and we not gon' stop 'til he sleep
Hang out the V like, "It's KR the G" (grrah, grrah, grrah)
He tried to creep, but he thought I ain't peep (like, what? Like, what?)
Quick draw, ootin' like Thompson (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Beam on his face, I'ma drop him (glah)
Spin through your strip, if I spot 'em, pop 'em
Grrah
Like, what? Like, damn
KR
Grrah
Grrah
Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Like, bend through with my gun and my clip
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit? (And shit, like, damn)
Like, she a thot, give it up for a Lyft
What? She like to vibe with the members
Try to line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang, like, grrah, grrah (grrah)
Drive-drive by ootin' from deep (like, damn)
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, and we not gon' stop 'til he sleep
Hang out the V like, "It's KR the G" (grrah, grrah, grrah)
He tried to creep, but he thought I ain't peep (like, what?)
Quick draw, ootin' like Thompson (damn)
Beam on his face, I'ma drop 'em
Spin through your strip, if I spot 'em, pop 'em (damn)
He feelin' tough, I'ma flock 'em
Gun jam up, he get beat with the rocket (rock-)
Spin through, hole in his noggin'
Like, damn, grrah, grrah
She a thot, she think she grown
You not my bitch, I'm just tryna get right
Jenn-Jenn got the Wock', mix it with Sprite (like, damn)
(Like, on your block and I don't wanna fight)
I'm too high, I be smokin' on dead opps (dotty)
Like, what? Don't run, got a red dot
Head-tap gang, what the fuck is a leg shot?
We got ooters, so don't get your head popped (damn)
Lil' thotty, she wanna be next to me (like, damn)
She want the 'Migos and Hennessy (huh?)
It's a function, let's get jiggy (like, damn)
Like, like, what? Don't pass me the Whitney
Like, damn, bae, don't stop
He tried to run, he got put in a box (like, what?)
Everything dead when I step in the room
Move wock, get sent to the top (grrah)
Like, and I don't gotta diss to be hot
Gun jam up, he get beat with the Glock (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, like, what? Don't get bro popped
I'm too tact', can't set no drop, damn
And I mean all the shit that I did (like, damn)
Won't forget all the shots that I threw (like, huh?)
Twin Glocks, oot at his crew
My bitch a baddie, the gun in her shoe (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, throw three, you throw two (throw what?)
Dissin' the gang, get slimed like goo (like, huh?)
Like, like, what? Get high like Buu
She like, "I get fly like you" (damn)
Niggas see me, heart start pumpin'
I told bro, "Don't stop, keep dumpin"'
Like, damn, up that Gumbo
Too-too fast, like, "Damn, don't run, bro"
Kill a killer, I bet he won't kill again (like, damn)
Bitch, if I miss, I'ma spin again (huh?)
Spin through your strip, swear the G gonna finish 'em
Run down, put the beam on his what? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Like, bend through with my gun and my clip (like, huh?)
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, she a thot, give it up for a Lyft (like, huh?)
What? She like to vibe with the members (41)
Try to line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang, like, grrah, grrah
Drive by ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, and we not gon' stop 'til he sleep
Hang out the V like, "It's KR the G" (grrah, grrah, grrah)
He tried to creep, but he thought I ain't peep (like, what? Like, what?)
Quick draw, ootin' like Thompson (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Beam on his face, I'ma drop him (glah)
Spin through your strip, if I spot 'em, pop 'em
Grrah
Like, what? Like, damn
KR
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Writer(s): Kshawn Hunter, Marc Anthony Alier
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