Spin through that block niggas know that we sweep I told BBG hop out the V Word to my dead I ain't taking no chances I'ma up till I see that they bleed Like I said it before I'ma say it again All Amiri you know that's the jeans Got this 40 it's stuck in my jeans Niggas know that I'm really a tweak On bro , I do not play when it comes to the street shit yeah even the opposition know we lit Talking on Notti you know you a pack I'ma spin through that block with hella fucking grips Ten toes, I don't need an assist I'ma make me a basket every fucking trip Two poles, and I call up B Hound you know that he really sturdy in that whip Glock on my hip on the left side Tryn spin take a trip through the west side I'm tryn spin make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye Like smoking on face till my chest lock, like you know I got a laser to catch mine Like with this K man I feel like a death God, I'm tryn hop out and bang it to test mine Niggas be cap in they punchlines, this a 40 been feeling like fuck 9's I roll up 40 get dumb fried like we put out law N order for tough guys If them niggas ain't on it we cut ties Tryna score but you know we don't clutch Knives Buddy a goner slipped and now he dumb high I might fuck on his daughter for one time Grah, look, I might fuck on his daughter for one time Like, look, if I pass her to bro then it's crunch time Grah, ain't shooting far BBG yeah you know that's the punch line Grah, told the opps stop dying we smoking that boy he went out And for bro yeah they diss for the clout Like yeah they know what we really about Like and I don't gotta talk in this rap shit Cause they know that we really just clap shit And they know that I'm jacking OY, original gangster the day that I die Like and you know I can't switch on the guys, yeah, I do this for Notti and Dot Get off the net all that capping ain't hooping We see 12 automatic illusion I like to hit from the back and go stupid And when she make it clap yeah it's actually moving Look and if I got the strap I won't pass it I boom it Why you capping bro actually use it I'm tryn slide out a bat and make music Like you should hear this bitch clapping it's actually stupid I'm not actually human, and I won't ever ask you to do shit Look bitch I be packing, two grip's Got cook he was lacking, couldn't do shit We got the addy to spin Ever see him smash him with this new gen Like I'm forever gon be on some cool shit Like but don't make me lose it (Spin through that block niggas know that they sweep I told BBG hop out the V Word to my dead I ain't taking no chances I'ma up till I see that they bleed) (Like I said it before I'ma say it again All Amiri you know that's the jeans Got this 40 it's stuck in my jeans Niggas know that I'm really a tweak) (Glock on my hip on the left side Tryn spin take a trip through the west side I'm tryn spin make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye) (Like smoking on face till my chest lock, like you know I got a laser to catch mine Like with this K man I feel like a death God, I'm tryn hop out and bang it to test mine)