spinna kurtains (Ft. angelus, ericdoa, glaive, kuru, ONE YEAR & Wido)

[Intro: glaive]
Hi, Dopa, haha

[Chorus: kurtains]
Ching that cunt
Got a spinna to his throat
Ha-ha-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this, he-e-e
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me-e-e
Ching that cunt
Got a spinna to his throat
Ha-ha-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this, he-e-e
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me-e-e (Give me that)

[Verse 1: glaive]
I'm not even jokin' when I say that I don't need her
At least I got a fuckin' woman, got a Glock if you wan' meet up
I'm with kurtains, I'm with Wido, in the back, we got a heater
I'm with pposture, I'm with p4rkr, I ain't talkin' 'bout no Peter
I don't like the confrontation
I'm a fan of conversations
Talk your shit, bro, I ain't breaking
Look at me, my drink, she laced it

[Verse 2: Wido]
Racks in my wallet, can't fold
Yeah, I'm off the horse then I start to lose control
Yeah, he talkin' shit, so we wipin' his nose
She got inside me, jump out of the fourth floor
'Bout to take my life, I'm going real low
Silver chain on me, so heavy, move slow
Three weapons on me, in my heart, oh, no
Weapon on me, hit my heart, oh, no-no