Fullspin lyrics

by

Ocean



I don’t have time
For none of that bullsh*t
It feel right though
Right though

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What’s on my mind
Like-
All of that bullsh*t
I’m like why though
Feel right though

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All on my grind
Stack it up real quick

Goin through highs lows
Highs - lows

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Let me hit it from the back
She assist me
We take yo pack
Then she count loot
And I relax
Everything I tell her straight facts
I love guns so I’m always like brap
Introduce you
Meet knife
Meet gat

Camouflage
Cover me with tats

My neck
Arms
Face
And back

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Clutching my side
That’s a Glocky with a full clip

Low and high tides
Got control like the moon hit

Early days late nights
Mind do a full spin

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Mind do a full spin
Shawty do a half spin
Like my baddies real thick
Love my baddies kind thin


As long as they bad
And the closest thing to perfect

Praying for a model
Cause I feel like I deserve it

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Codeine baby bottle
On the clouds and they bursting

Never coming down
Swear I swear it is not worth it

When I do come down
It almost feel like I’m hurtin

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Popped two
Lock jaw
Talkin in curvise
Stopped who
Hell nah
I am just emerging

Top soon
Like balloon
Will blow up for certain

Ima rockstar
Could be pornstar
She wan f*ck
Open curtains

Give her my babies
And she say she want some fur kids

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Want a family
Three dogs
Thirty acres
Cabin logged

Want a family
Three dogs
Thirty acres
Cabin lobbed

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I’m like that’s why I’m working
That’s why you ridin
I step out
That’s a drippy n*gga sightin

Bad b*tch
She twerkin
Slim thick
She shinin

Come into my life right now
Perfect timing

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Cause I’m still puttin work in
Still do be fighting
Still at the bottom
You can still find me grinding

Some days I think I’d enjoy dying
But if I could give up
Then I’m not even trying

Life do get rough
But the pressure bring diamonds

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All on my mind
Glockies
And big licks
I’m a plotta
Go to the top(pa)

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Add it up
Add it up
Multiply
Never subtract

If I f*ck up a check
I’m finna get it back

Looking forward
Never back
Why would I do that

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Im a go to the top ass n*gga
He a go tell the cop ass n*gga
Don’t even know why they still f*ck wit ya

Spreadshot
Gauge 12
Man I should’ve kept it buck wit ya


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Schema
A dreama
A tricka
A monsta

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Swipa
No swipe

Hotel room
Swipe
Card for entry
On guard like sentry

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Deeay please
No more females on the top flo

But turn the music up
Cause you really make them bops though

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Let me hit it from the back
She Assist me
We take yo pack
Then she count loot
I relax
Everything I tell her straight facts

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I could change my life with a rack
Hire me to kill for ten stacks
I’d hunt you down bout a rack
I don’t take L’s
Good luck with that

Try it and meet my gat
I love guns so I’m always like brap (brap)
Pew pew pew
Skkraaa skiii

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Shoot it at my opps
Or I might buss it at police

Cause they prolly shoot first
Say my car smell like trees
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