Spinnin lyrics

[Intro]
Brrr, Ay
It’s free bandz sh*t, Ay
It’s free bandz sh*t, Ay
Y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on man
Da Mazi on the beat n*gga
Ay, Ay, Ay
Ay man
I do sh*t for dem n*ggas on Robinson man
Y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on man
Reppin’ the four man
You know Mazi on the beat
You know what the f*ck goin’ on
They want bandz man, they want the mothaf*ckin’ bandz man

[Chorus]
Pull up in a all black AMG benz, Ay
He talkin’ crazy, so I gotta spit (Brrr)
I’m in the mall, they ain’t no limit to spend (Brrr)
I don’t try to art, no spinnin again (Baw)
I don’t see blood then I’m been there again (Dawg)
I’m talkin’ to god, been sinning again (Sorry)
Chasin’ these rats, I’m racin’ to win
I keep me a Glock and that b*tch got a twin
Play with my count, you get popped (Get popped)
You tellin’ so boy you a c*ck
Ay, how you a plug, but you f*ck n*ggas, ain’t got a stock
Big forty, that b*tch got a car
I beat the [?], I got a lock in the sock (Baw)
Ain’t cuffin’ that hoe, she a bot (Baw)
Say you want [?]
So let’s take it straight from the top
He shot, old dug got the mop (Oh, Look)
[Verse 1]
I’m always ready to shoot
I got off white just like a tooth
I got a no top businеss, that's a coupe (Oh my)
She got on no top so that she know a swoop (Yеa Yea)
I know my stick goin’ speak (Brrr)
I know my AK goin’ have a fit (Brrr)
All of my AK go take a sh*t (Brrr)
I’m shootin’ like steph and I bet ya b*tch get hit (Baw, Baw)
f*ck on the bond, yea I’m leaving her
Hoe eat before you see me cause hoe I ain’t feedin’ ya (Hoe)
You n*ggas be tough on the media
Play with me, I get you going, Expedia (You dumb)
Play with me, I get you going [?]
I’m a loose squad spinnin on ya block like a beyblade
I ain’t punch a clock but it’s payday
My diamonds dancing these b*tches, here doin’ they lame lame

[Chorus]
All black AMG benz, Ay
He talkin’ crazy so I gotta spit (Yea)
I’m in the mall, they ain’t no limit to spend
I don’t try to art, no spinnin again
I don’t see blood then I’ve been there again (Baw)
I’m talking to god, been sinning again
Chasin’ these rats, I’m racin’ to win
I keep me a Glock and that b*tch got a twin
Play with my count, you get popped (You get popped)
You tellin’ so boy you a c*ck
Ay how you a plug but you f*ck n*ggas ain’t got a stock
Big forty that b*tch got a car (Oh my)
I beat the [?], I got a lock in the sock (Damn)
Ain’t cuffin that hoe, she a bot
Say you want [?]
So let’s take it straight from the top
He shot, old dug got the mop (Ay, Look)
[Outro]
Ay, Ay, Ay
Yuh
Ay, Ay
She a [?]
Gimme the loot
We goin’ shoot