Spinnanight

(Rell on the Track, Jose the Plug) (Are you in the mafia?) Real gutter shit, ayy Off White, chillin' on an off-night Woke up this morning and I caught a pint Went to my favorite store and I bought a Sprite threw my Hutch buffs on They was more than white She got a fat ass with some cellulite She brought a big Louis bag thinkin' She gon' spend the night She paid eight racks Got them titties sittin' right I paid two bands for these Loubs with the spikes FN with the light, AR with the sight I got a loose dub 'cause These jeans kinda tight we just met today But I'm fuckin' her tonight I'm the only nigga that Can dictate the price I'm smokin' Dirty Sprite We can swap it out, my chain for your life Runnin' off on me is like rollin' dice If he don't pay the price We send him to Christ I got on this Bape, gorilla Somethin' like an ape bubble Gum Grape Two hit's make a nigga faint Only roll weight, nigga We ain't smokin' shake I be countin' pape' These Guccis I got on say "Fake" I can't even fake This dick make her Harlem Shake She not gettin' paid, bitch I ain't got a cape This some fire wax, bitch I ain't smokin' vape Fuck her like a slave, when I get there She can't even wait You might think she bad, but she basic to me I be hittin' hoes like I'm Laila Ali Leave a bitch She actin' like she can't find the streets Snatch a nigga wife Now he can't find his freak Fuck her brains out But she ain't gettin' paid She can give me face But she can't be my bae If you wanna eat this dick up You know you gotta pay Get him out the way and take A trip out the way I pray for an M, Lord, how long will it take? You want this shit cooked It's gon' be a longer wait I'm blowed as hell 'bout to pass out off a five of Wock' I gotta shake this off It's only five o'clock I could've bought a house But I bought a watch And upgraded all my hoes Turned it up a notch It's extra ammunition hangin' out the Glock When them shots start goin' Them bitches just don't stop I got on this Bape, gorilla Somethin' like an ape bubble Gum Grape Two hit's make a nigga faint Only roll weight, nigga We ain't smokin' shake I be countin' pape' These Guccis I got on say "Fake" I can't even fake This dick make her Harlem Shake She not gettin' paid, bitch I ain't got a cape This some fire wax, bitch I ain't smokin' vape Fuck her like a slave, when I get there She can't even wait Off White, chillin' on an off-night Woke up this morning and I caught a pint Went to my favorite store and I bought a Sprite threw my Hutch buffs on They was more than white She got a fat ass with some cellulite She brought a big Louis bag thinkin' She gon' spend the night She paid eight racks Got them titties sittin' right I paid two bands for these Loubs with the spikes --- Spinnanight - DameDot