360 lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hundred thousand in my account, yeah I'm a spend sh*t
I'm a pull up on his block, 360, I'm a spin sh*t
I was smoking on some green, I was smoking on some spinach
And I popped me a green bar, so I'm finna forget it, yeah

[Verse]
I'm finna forget it
Pop a xan, make some bands, then I forget it
Try to rob me, yeah you not slick
Play her like a guitar, rockstar sh*t
Need a rockstar b*tch, on my rockstar sh*t
All designer fit, yeah look at this
And ain't nothing counterfeit
Yeah, ain't nothing counterfeit
Everything real on my fit
I'm real so my fit gotta be real too
That b*tch rude, well I could be rude too
That ain't your car, yeah that b*tch a rental
Yeah that opp popping xans with the fentanyl
He gone hit the hospital, I'm a hit the bank, yeah laughing
Pull up with a big F&N, F&N yeah it's on my hip
Couple shots yeah, uh rip
Shoot the scene yeah, uh dip
Yeah I'm right outta that b*tch
I don't wear no damn Abercrombie & Fitch
[?] up in a stollie, I don't know him, no he not gang
He is a b*tch, he ain't on sh*t, he can't bang, he not gang
Percocet, right the brain, I won't tuck my god damn chain
You can't talk we took your chain
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hundred thousand in my account, yeah I'm a spend sh*t
I'm a pull up on his block, 360, I'm a spin sh*t
I was smoking on some green, I was smoking on some spinach
And I popped me a green bar, so I'm finna forget it, yeah