Spinnin

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh (Go, go)
Sleeze Money, uh, yeah (Go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
We keep on spinnin' and spinnin'
'Til we ain't seeing a witness (Yeah)
Yeah, we got used to the winnin'
I still gotta trap, gotta stay on my pimpin'
My dawg got a grin when he sinnin' (Huh?)
He won't leave nobody livin'
We got the MACs and Berettas
So much is attached, that we is not doin' no missin'
Hop out the car, I'm a gremlin
Not talking the Act, but they gon' have to seal 'em (Yeah)
My brodie just got off the bid
He told me he ready to drill, so they gon' have to fill 'em
They talk on the net, then we kill 'em
If I gotta go out of state, then my woadie gon' peel 'em (Yeah)
'Fore he be getting them jocks in
I gotta tell him to chill 'cause the opp, he'll spill 'em, uh (Okay, skrrt, uh)

[Verse]
Yeah, we want problems with anybody, uh
I come from the Dells where hittin' licks, that shit a hobby
I don't want the bitch, I just think I'm in love with the sloppy, uh
You better get down, these hollow tips might fill your body, uh
Couple of niggas, they switched
If you ain't gon' ride for the gang, get the fuck out the pick
My uncle, he gave me a tip
That car keep on flippin' around, get that bitch off your hip
One in the head, if I see 'em, he dead
Not leavin' a question, I fill him with lead
Cream soda, I fill it with red
Got bored of the Act, but you know I'm poppin' them meds
Wanna go to war, then we ready, uh
Yeah, we got Glocks in the Chevy
Drums and they hang out the MAC
When I get to slangin', the stick kinda feel a lil' heavy
Sip Wock, I ain't fuckin' with Rémy (At all)
Sleeze Money, you know we get petty
Make that boy give up the log
I'm changin' the password, then I ask more if you ready
Hold on (Frrt, skrrt), gone
Niggas don't know what I'm on (Okay)
Couple of P's in the back of the V
I think I see the Ds, better leave me alone
You know this 'Vette got a V8 (Uh)
Through Cartier, I can't see hate (Yeah)
No, we can't give him a free slate (At all)
We takin' it all, ain't no rebate, uh
I gave the ball to my teammate
Told him let's race to the bag, but this ain't no relay (Yeah)
We ship it to you, no eBay (Yeah)
I got the pack goin' out, but you know I can't delay
No stoppin' the work, no, I can't have a free-day (Yeah)
Ridin' in the Scat, that's 2-0 on the e-way
Thousands of dollars I made on the freeway
You need it, I got it, like it was my b-day, uh

[Chorus]
We keep on spinnin' and spinnin' (Spinnin')
'Til we ain't seein' a witness (A witness)
Yeah, we got used to the winnin'
I still gotta trap, gotta stay on my pimpin' (Yeah)
My dawg got a grin when he sinnin' (Uh)
He won't leave nobody livin'
We got the MACs and Berettas
So much is attached, that we is not doin' no missin'
Hop out the car, I'm a gremlin
Not talking the Act, but they gon' have to seal 'em (Yeah)
My brodie just got off the bid
He told me he ready to drill, so they gon' have to fill 'em
They talk on the net, then we kill 'em
If I gotta go out of state, then my woadie gon' peel 'em (Yeah)
'Fore he be getting them jocks in
I gotta tell him to chill 'cause the opp, he'll spill 'em, uh

[Outro]
We keep on spinnin' and spinnin', uh
'Til we ain't leavin' a witness