
kairo banz - spin sum’n lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, let’s get it, b+tch)
yeah, kairo in this b+tch
southside on the beat, ho
spin sum’n, spin sum’n, ayy
[chorus]
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n (duck sum’n)
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one (up one)
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun (big gun)
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n (boom, boom)
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n (grrah, grrah)
[verse 1]
b+tch, i’m off that drank, don’t make me crash out (crash out)
he talk on the ‘gram, he a rat now (p+ssy)
say he want smoke, i’ll air his trap out (grrah)
b+tch, i’m from the block, we don’t tap out
chains on froze, got the block hot (ice)
still servin’ packs by the crosswalk (trap)
whole team lit, that’s a jackpot
you gon’ die flexin’ that wristw+tch (boom)
f+ck the talkin’, we slide, that’s facts (facts)
got k!llers behind, all masked (masked)
he tried to run, got taggеd (grrah)
left him laid out on his back (d+mn)
i don’t do peace, no trucе (nah)
i don’t do friends, just loot (loot)
i’m in the field, not a booth (field)
don’t play with your life, that’s proof (grrah)
[chorus]
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n
[verse 2]
these broke+ass n+ggas need wi+fi (ha)
they ain’t got no signal in the field, why lie? (b+tch)
i was in the trap with a glock and a pie (trap)
you was in the crib takin’ pics online (clown)
f+ck that, we drill for real (for real)
i don’t need rap, i can still make a mill (mill)
hit that boy block, get chills (grrah)
southside made the beat too ill (skrrt)
came from the mud, got rich off dirt (facts)
now i got dior all over my shirt (flex)
n+ggas want smoke, better pray first (pray)
one false move, and you face+first (boom)
whole city know how i get down (down)
choppa make a f+ck n+gga spin ‘round (spin)
if i ever go broke, that’s a man down (down)
heard he snitchin’, that’s your mans now? (f+ck no)
[chorus]
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n
spin sum’n, f+ck boy, better duck sum’n
he talkin’ crazy, i might up one
i got that .30 with a drum, that’s a big gun
i ain’t finna box, i’ma hit sum’n (grrah, boom, boom)
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