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Money Man

Spin For You

 

Spin For You

(album: Blackout: The Sequel - 2022)


Told lil mama that [?]
Nigga put a hand on you, I pop his fucking lip
Remember we had stole a teacher car way back in middle school
Catch his ass in traffic, better hope his car bullet proof
I hope she realize that I can upgrade her lifestyle
Everybody In Miami still with me Iced out
Buttons on these glizzys, on my soul, you'll get wiped out
ATM get drained and accounts, they get wiped out
Every city had like three or four, I be filed out
Is he about that life for real, come and find out
How he made that much on CP they trying to find out
Hit it from the back, I almost tore her fucking spine out

Fuck he think tryna rob me, had to blow his mind out
I'ma OD on these shrooms like I'm Amy Winehouse
She love to kiss, she don't deny me entry
Her wrist is Van Cleef, and her truck is a Bentley
If she don't comply, then I'ma send her to the exit
Slapped her on the ass and told her [?]
I ain't got no chill, I'm talking to these bitches reckless
Go and get the money, that's the motto and directive
Opps they get filled out, bad bitch [?]
She not a city girl, but she got flewn out [?]
She come to my crib and get [?]
For the police, we done [?]
Lost 50 boxes and found me a new route
Partner said dam, and I brought a new kook out
King of this shit, don't make me bring the troops out
Modified Glock, It'll take a whole group out
I got my eyes on the prize, I'm so locked in
Turn that lil bitch on, while her friend watching
That ass so soft, It feel like some cotton
Paddock & Ap & rollie one watch

Told lil mama that [?]
Nigga put a hand on you, I pop his fucking lip
Remember we had stole a teacher car way back in middle school
Catch his ass in traffic, better hope his car bullet proof
I hope she realize that I can upgrade her lifestyle
Everybody In Miami still with me Iced out
Buttons on these glizzys, on my soul, you'll get wiped out
ATM get drained and accounts, they get wiped out
Every city had like three or four, I be filed out
Is he about that life for real, come and find out
How he made that much on CP they trying to find out
Hit it from the back, I almost tore her fucking spine out

done

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