Damn, ChoseHardbodyThey know my name, on gang, born sinnerDoor to door if it's war, dump out the rentalShot caller, frontline go-getterCome and hit me, four-by-four, big spinner'Round the corner, on my way, I'm tryna clip 'emOut the car, walk down, not out the windowPut ten on him, and him, and herIt's fuck me, then it's fuck you, you know what's upSpin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'emI'ma spend on 'em, in designer, this a Louis GlockCut his top like some line-ups when you go through his blockHeard he in a wheelchair, you know you 'posed to killed his assCaught him at a red light, put his shit against the glassDrank in my liver and some pain in my memoriesI'm a born hustler, I get money like it's ten of meTasmanian Devil, I know Nuski, he gon' spin for mePop up on an opp, watch him freeze like it's ten degrees (Hey)Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'emWalked in with them apes, you know them niggas, I be bustin' withWhen you speak on TBG, you best know what you fuckin' withI can't say too much, you know the murder cases never closeBut I cut an opp down, damn, I miss my DracoMake him feel it if he don't run it back (Double back)Your life ain't shit, they spin for less than a rack (That's a fact)I want your hat, then I'ma run it by Splatt (BGE)They wiped his nose, I was shopping at Saks (Bah)Extendo on the Glock, thirty or betterI put blood on that money, I can get you whateverWe got hairpin triggers, this shit light as a featherHe might never walk again, but I feel a lil' betterSpin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)Go again on 'em, go again on 'em