Spin Ina Coupe lyrics

[Intro: Gizwop]
(Striker Radio)
(Uh)
(Let's go, n*gga)
(Uh)
(Uh)

[Verse 1: Gizwop]
Could turn to a ninja, I could turn to a fox
We gon' keep on killing, going up on the opp
Younging got off them bars and went on their block
Younging got off them bars and went straight through
Got a brand new striker, 'bout to spin in a coupe
When I get in them cars I know what to do
I ain't doing too much talking, I'm hopping out shooting
I ain't hear 'bout you but you heard about me
Now you heard that them Foxes put sh*t on TV
n*gga mad 'cause a n*gga was banging his b*tch
I ain't gon' miss with this Drac' or this motherf*cking switch
n*gga saying my name, that boy drawing tips
They doing too much talking, they not even spinning
It's a clutch game, I'm going in for the win
I'm dropping them shots from the buildings with sticks
What the f*ck were they saying? I'm going up with that money
Like a lil' twenty on me, it ain't nothing
A younging was in the way then hе got punished
Fat Stop Dat ain't never stop nothing
f*ck was you at whеn Buddy got punished?
I'm tryna turn the city up, money and killing
My younging don't care, he running in buildings
Them n*ggas be bragging 'bout hitting civilians (Striker Radi-, Striker-Radi-, Striker Radio)
I caught him in traffic and punished his BM
Got a whole lot of opp b*tches all in my DM
Tryna see where I'm at, they just want me free
I'm smoking on Buddy, this sh*t for the people
I done f*cked up their block n*gga for a week
I don't hear but I'm hearing, I don't see what I see
When the f*ck these n*ggas start playing with me?
He must don't know I been on his street
I was popping my door, hopping out with that P
I was spinning with Woah, he was spinning with me
Dropping sh*t on the opps, going up on them kills
I'm jamming off drank, going up off the pills
[Verse 2: No Savage]
Yeah yeah, yeah
f*ck rap, I'ma go back cracking these n*ggas
I'll buy me a mask, I'm jacking these n*ggas
Put a opp on a switch, I be tapping them b*tches
I be ducking the law 'cause I ride with a stick
He know that it's up and gon' ride with a b*tch
I just got a call and got right in the whip
I blew off a door and I'm shooting that nick
They told me they on me, I want them to come
Don't nobody want it, they know I'ma bump
You think I'ma fight? n*gga I got a gun
He thought he got off, that sh*t wasn't nothing
I get in her walls, I f*ck up her bundles
I'm reloading the stick and I'm shooting out thunder
I f*ck it up but I know what to do
I'll turn up the spot and go stop me a stran’
Want me to die but you won't get a chance
Just 'bout to spin and bro caught him a [?]
He wasn't nobody, we really want it but he had to die 'cause he got with his man
Run in the spot, I'ma tie up his hands
Want me to die n*gga? Try if you can
I don't get back I'ma snatch me a chain
Ever go broke, put the pot on a flame
Ever go broke for a ho you a lame
Me and you n*ggas just can't be the same
b*tch-ass n*ggas, they drive me insane
Get with this sh*t I'ma through you a chain
Pick up a b*tch and I'm running a train
Stuck at the light with a gun and some 'caine
I took a Glock and I put on a beam
I'm making it easy whenever I aim
I caught a opp-n*gga drinking that lean
I'm throwing like Purdy whenever I bang
Opp won't stop but I need more stain
Telling my Glock that it need more brains
I knew the count when I got in them chains
Three whole years n*gga, sh*t gon' change
I go to work, put a b*tch on a crane
She gave me her neck and ain't tell me her name
Give her respect but she want me to save
She must've thought it was back in the day