Spin Back Around

[Intro]
(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
Brr, gang
Brrat
(Damn, Drako, you made this?) Go, go
Get 'em
They know we mean business

[Chorus]
Niggas ain't never live none of that gangster shit they rap about (No, no, they don't)
These niggas be bappin' for clout, soon as we see 'em, we clap 'em down (Brr)
We spinnin' back around, they tryna huddle, we throw at the crowd (Who is that?)
If he fall, stand over him now, don't know what he thinkin', put holes in his crown (Get 'em, get 'em, bitch)
Thirty-three in the clip like I'm Scotty (Thirty-three)
And these bitches know 'Tanna be pimpin' (I be pimpin')
Beat a case 'cause I'm killin' the witness
Catch a body, come get with the rhythm
And my niggas consistently spinnin' (We spinnin')
No, I don't got no love for the hiders
Niggas be bitches, I be with the sliders (Slide, slide)
Might catch us a murder, nobody can find us (Murder)

[Verse]
Niggas be broke, they ain't chasin' no money (They broke)
I ain't know none of the shit that they on (Be on)
I laugh at you niggas 'cause it's really funny (I'm laughin')
Y'all done fell off 'cause the pandemic gone
I know some niggas who fucked a bag 'cause they ain't know what the fuck to spend it on (He dumb)
And I know a nigga who ran up a hundred, right now, that lil' boy don't even got a home
Niggas be talkin' that money shit and they be broke as hell (And they be broke as hell)
How the fuck you out here tryna fall in love and your bitch broke as well?
I'ma tell a bitch, "Quick," ain't no time for this shit, girl, I'm tryna go flip a bail (Knock it off)
Set a four-forty-eight on the lil' bitty clock and it damn near broke the scale (And it damn near broke the scale)
Told that ho to chill 'cause I'm really chasin' some millions and I'm finna go off the meter (Yeah)
Them labels been callin' my phone, it's deals on the table, I don't wanna kick it, no FIFA
C-Money, he told me to chill (Chill), just stay in the stu' with the ether, no jumpin' out steamers (For real)
They say I'm the ticket, I know, I can see it
If I catch a opp, I just gotta delete him (Brr)

[Chorus]
Niggas ain't never live none of that gangster shit they rap about (No, nah, no, they don't)
These niggas be bappin' for clout, soon as we see 'em, we clap 'em down (Yeah, down)
We spinnin' back around, they tryna huddle, we throw at the crowd (Who is that?)
If he fall, stand over him now, don't know what he thinkin', put holes in his crown (Get 'em, brr)
Thirty-three in the clip like I'm Scotty (You know it)
And these bitches know 'Tanna be pimpin' (You know it)
Beat a case 'cause I'm killin' the witness (You don't)
Catch a body, come get with the rhythm
And my niggas consistently spinnin'
No, I don't got no love for the hiders
Niggas be bitches, I be with the sliders
Might catch us a murder, nobody can find us (Murder, murder)

[Outro]
Brrat