Текст песни Spinnin 2 - Kyle Richh

Glah
Glah

Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit?
Like bend through with my gun and my clip
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit
Like she a thot give' it up for a Lyft
What? She like to vibe with the members
Tryna line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang like, glah, glah, glah

Dri-drive-by
Ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed
And we not gon' slide til' he sleep
Hang out the V like "It's KR Da G"
He tried to creep, but he thought I ain't peep (like what?)
Quick draw, oot 'em like Thompson (damn)
B-Beam on his face, I'ma drop 'em
Spin through his strip before I spot 'em, pop 'em

He-he feelin' tough, I'ma flock 'em
Gun jam up, he get beat with the rocket
Spin through, hole in his noggin
Like damn, glah, glah

She a thot, she think she grown
You not my bitch, I'm just tryna get right
Jenn-Jenn got the Wock, mix it with Sprite
Like, on your block and I don't wanna fight

I'm too-I'm too hot, I be smokin' on dead opps (Lotti)
Like what? Don't run, got a red dot
Headshot gang, what the fuck is a leg shot
We got ooters, so don't get your head popped (damn)

Lil' thotty, she wanna be next to me (like damn)
She want the 'migos and Hennessy (huh?)
It's a function, let's get jiggy
Like-like what? Don't pass me the Whitney

Like damn, pray it don't stop
He tried to run, he got put in a box, what
Everything dead when I step in the room, moonwalk
Get sent to the top

Like, and I don't gotta diss to be hot
Gun jam up, he gettin' beat with the Glock
Li-like what? Don't get a bro popped
I'm too tac', can't set no drop

Damn, and I mean all the shit that I did (like damn)
Won't forget all the shots that I threw (like what?)
Twin Glocks, Oot at his crew
My bitch a baddie, the gun in her shoe (glah, glah, glah)

Like throw three, you throw two (throw what?)
Dissin' the gang, get slimed like goo (like what?)
Li-Like what? Get high like Buu
She like, "I get fly like you"

Niggas see me, heart start pumpin'
I told bro, "Don't stop, keep dumpin"'
Like damn, up that Gumbo
Two, two fast like damn, don't run bro

Killler-killer, I bet he won't kill again
Bitch if I miss, I'ma spin again
Spin through your strip, swear the G gonna finish them
Run down, but the beam-on is what

Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit (like damn)
Bend through with my gun and my clip
Like and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be fuckin' for money and shit

Like she a thot give it up for a Lyft
What? She like to vibe with the members
Tryna line us, on bro, I'ma end her
Get-back gang like, glah, glah

Drive-by
Ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed
And we not gon' stop til he sleep
Hang out the V like it's KR Da G
He tried to creep, but he throw that AP (like what?)
Quick draw, oot 'em like Thompson (damn)
Beam on his face, I'ma drop 'em
Spin through his strip before I spot 'em, pop 'em

Glah
Like what? Like damn
KR