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作词 : Quantavious Thomas/Huston J. Starks/She’yaa Bin Abraham-Joseph | 作曲 : Quantavious Thomas/Huston J. Starks/She’yaa Bin Abraham-Joseph | 制作人 : Fra…
作词 : Quantavious Thomas/Huston J. Starks/She’yaa Bin Abraham-Joseph 作曲 : Quantavious Thomas/Huston J. Starks/She’yaa Bin Abraham-Joseph 制作人 : Frazy Hard Oh, a mother****er hot, hahaha Yeah, ****in' with me slime, brah, **** (I have that mother****er blocked, haha) Yeah Yeah, it's all you in this mother****er, we're psyching out in this bitch, mane [Chorus: Young Nudy] Spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, spin) Brrt, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh (Yeah, at least I got it like that) Spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh, spinnin', huh (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Young Nudy] I fly to L.A. just to get me some bud I lay with chaos, that my brother, he blood I'm posted in YSL and I'm sippin' on mud I pull up the lo', it ain't goin' for nothin' Anyways, industry, it's all the same I stay with that torch, you know I'm a flame You know I be torturing these niggas, on gang They say I'm a tеrrorist, I'll bomb anything (Bomb anything) Every time I try and go on that plug (Bag) Money on my hеad, double your bag Never dug a rat, bomb on they ass HIt 'em with the sauce, I'm crossin' they ass (Crossin' they ass) They went in my hood, .357 I pull a move, 187 Twenty-four hours, sell me hemp Twenty-four hours in a day, get some help Three sixty five, I'ma get paid Pull up one more and they say they wanna blaze Robinhood, we'll take your whole gang Claim what I'm claimin', that bitch twin flame Bang when I'm banging, them bitch twin flames **** all your partners, we pissin' on they name Now get into it, I'll leave this shit astranged Got no business, better ask about my name (Slime) Never ran from a nigga, you pussy niggas, I was duckin' smoke What the **** is a foul when you counterfold? We ain't takin' no L's, that shit a joke, ha Five hundred dollars got a nigga pole Nigga takin' dick, that boy is a ho Beefin' with a bitch, we really didn't know her Scared of the pussy, I never would know (What else?) And free gold mouf, my dog in the slammer If you were the judge, I'd put down the hammer From the west to the east of Atlanta We makin' films, we do 'em on camera We got no switch, and the bitch, it be glitchin' Stick to the money, you know I be tickin' Notable murders, no ads, no missing Add it up, nigga, we comin' to get it, yeah Batter on, line 'em up, know I'ma slime 'em Louis V on my feet, know my life Gucci Think about robbin' me? Boy, your ass stupid Keep it on me like my socks and drawls Got a dick on me, I got the balls Boy tried to bug and got shot in the mall Wanna be saved? You better call Saul (Nigga) Sawed-off choppa, don't buck Nigga tried to gas up, feel a nigga up Bail for a nigga, man, I came out tough Paradise East, nigga don't give a **** Playin' with the chicken, now don't get plucked Niggas start spinnin', they blame it on us [Pre-Chorus: Young Nudy] 'Cause they know it's us and it's **** them, nigga, hahaha [Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Nudy] Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin (Us, nigga) Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin' (It's us, nigga, us, nigga, hahahaha) Spinnin' Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', nigga, spin [Verse 2: 21 Savage] Pill up a box, you know how I rock ****in' these hoes, killin' the opps Say you're steppin' on crack when you drop G-block niggas keep one in the top I told A-star bring me the Glock I make your main bitch bring me that Wock' Bro down the road, he got soap in his sock Them niggas get on the door and they pop This shit built off loyalty, nigga You get smacked, you crossed that line G21, I don't want no 9 Big dog, so I got a big .45 FRT, let the whole clip ride Pussy, don't tell me pick no sides Come down to it, I spin both sides I been in the hood, I ain't did no time Take his chain, we on friendly extortion Eighty thousand in my mouth, it's porcelain He ain't really street, them niggas forced him Hop inside a Lamb' and put it in Corsa Pretty pussy, so I bought her a Porsche Turn her on, got her swallowin' oysters Every time niggas play, we torch 'em Yeah (Pussy, 21) Every time niggas play, we stretch 'em Cook a chicken, I might give you the extra Stick on me and it got a compressor Backdoor his ass, I'm a finesser Diamonds on me and they made out of pressure Police-ass nigga, you an arrester Smack his ass since he think he a wrestler Street nigga turn into an investor [Chorus: Young Nudy & 21 Savage, Young Nudy] Spinnin', huh Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, spin) Brrt, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin (Yeah, at least I got it like that) Spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin, spinnin', spin (Yeah, yeah, at least I gave you that dog shit) 母带工程师 : Joe LaPorta 录音 : Alverne “Verne” Emmanuel 人声 : Young Nudy 混音师 : Alverne “Verne” Emmanuel
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