Spin

作词 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Oscar Braojos Garcia

作曲 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr/Aaron Butler/Oscar Braojos Garcia

[Intro: 42 Dugg]

(FOREVEROLLIN)

FOREVEROLLIN

(Flexin')

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]

Told my brother if I'm missing, I got set up by a *****, oh, what?

Hands-on in that kitchen, I don't think I hit the tan enough (Baow)

Y'all know I throw them bands for nothin', I got two in the pants for nothin'

Told my brother if I'm missing, I got set up by a bitch, oh, what?

I still serve them grams two-hundred, I might move to Houston Monday

I don't pay my shooters nothin', they all do that shit for free

Exotic, how them bricks is cheap? They front me four 'bout six a week

We can't whack your mans for nothin', bitch, you know he had that comin'

That paper add them piece for Reece, she sucking dick, you cuff the bitch

My nigga Lock, we beefin' now, I told him not to hit my line

[Chorus: 42 Dugg]

All in niggas' DM, we know, I said you couldn't trust the bitch

Yeah, we spin, 'll spin your shit again

I still be ****ing with them pills

Nigga, **** Will and everybody told

Yeah, All in niggas' DM, we know, I said you couldn't trust the bitch

Nigga, we spin, 'll spin your shit again

Yeah, I still be ****ing with them pills

Nigga, **** Will and everybody, yeah

[Verse 2: EST Gee]

Red beam on the dread, need 'em dead

What's the price? I'll pay it

It's love, I ain't even gotta say it

Steppin' long as he got legs

Step in the name of Lil' Dead

Preppin' myself how to play it

These niggas must think I'm playin'

Came in, catch the place, we sped

Flowers, teddy bears, he dead

Bang a tester in his leg

Noddin', slobbin', drop his head

Happy that I spent my last

I'll drop bags and put 'em on your ass

This shit clear as glass

Last time tinted yellow, said it tasted bad

If it ain't 'bout cash, then what it is?

On the island, you see fins

Choppers, Glocks, and SIGs

Sure hope you can swim

Couple grand and we right where he live

Take him, get where he spin

Park the car, hop out on land

Head, mask, gloves, hands

That's that get back for my mans

[Chorus: 42 Dugg]

All in niggas' DM, we know, I said you couldn't trust the bitch

Yeah, we spin, 'll spin your shit again

I still be ****ing with them pills

Nigga, **** Will and everybody told

Yeah, All in niggas' DM, we know, I said you couldn't trust the bitch

Nigga, we spin, 'll spin your shit again

Yeah, I still be ****ing with them pills

Nigga, **** Will and everybody, yeah