Lyrics Spin - Rich Homie Quan

Ohh, ohh
Ohh-whoa-whoa

Flew to Toronto, I linked up with twin, mh
Hop off the plane and I hop in the benz
Money been moldy, they telling me spend
Little bro in the back and he beggin' to spin
Spin, spin, spin, spin (spin)
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin

Huh, hop off the road then I hop in your ho
Go hit a lick then I'm back on the road
Little bitty nigga, I stay with a pole
And I stay strap like a pair of girbauds

The city on my back, I carry the load
Run it back up 'cause I'm back in that mode
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes, yeah

It's hard but I had to grow to make it
I got four houses in Atlanta, no more home invasions
And I post my pic when I leave, I can't show locations
'Cause I'm rich don't mean I go complacent
And when I hear myself that's motivation (hey)

Hey, yeah
Bulletproof on the coupe (coupe)
Flashlight on the tool (tool)
Walk him down, you know it get a little hard to run in shoes (shoes)
Fuck that, cross that line, it could go down anywhere it do (do)

'Cause I know niggas coo-coo, stupid (yeah)
Money bring problems
My sister mad a week straight
They hollering about a bag

I'll rather carry the briefcase
I been geeked out my mind, back to back smoking truffle
Ayy, 365, y'all, my brothers and they in trouble so I

Flew to Toronto, I linked up with twin, ay
Hop off the plane and I hop in the benz
Money been moldy, they telling me spend
Little bro in the back and he beggin' to spin
Spin, spin, spin, spin (spin)
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin

Huh, hop off the road then I hop in your ho
Go hit a lick then I'm back on the road
Little bitty nigga, I stay with a pole
And I stay strap like a pair of girbauds

The city on my back, I carry the load
Run it back up 'cause I'm back in that mode
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes, yeah

I know niggas thought it was over for me
Shit, I woulda thought that too, man
You hottest you is Quan, the hottest you was, uh
They just go ghost
I feel some type of way too, man, ay

(I been getting money)
Still gettin' it, still gettin' it, yeah
(I been getting money)
Still rich, still rich, yeah

Anywhere I go around the world
They don't question to ask my name
What I look like missing Trae
Droppin' fifty at the raptors game so I

Flew to Toronto, I linked up with twin, mh
Hop off the plane and I hop in the benz
Money been moldy, they telling me spend
Little bro in the back and he beggin' to spin
Spin, spin, spin, spin (spin)
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin

Huh, hop off the road then I hop in your ho
Go hit a lick then I'm back on the road
Little bitty nigga, I stay with a pole
And I stay strap like a pair of girbauds

The city on my back, I carry the load
Run it back up 'cause I'm back in that mode
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes
They thought it was over, got back on them hoes, yeah

Spin, spin, spin, spin (spin)
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin

(I been getting money)

Spin, spin, spin, spin
(I been getting money)
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin