Spinnin’ Lancey Foux

[Intro]
Look, it’s me, your opp
Go— go spinnin’
Uh, uh (Woo)
Look, it’s me, your opp
Go spinnin’ (Yeah, ha)

[Chorus]
Hot minute
Look, it’s me, your opp, bro
Go spinnin’
I can pull the proper ‘cause I got spinach
I can see your vision’s wrong like an optician
Huh, St. Tropez, she say she want a hot minute
Huh, south of Spain, she say she want a hot minute
Huh, kangaroo Ferrari baby, hop in it
Ha, I made myself a boss and there’s no stoppin’ it
I went presidential, I ain’t no politician

[Verse 1]
Check my residential, I got acres in it
Uh, ballin’, back of the Bentley, watch the Lakers in it
I know why they envy, ‘cause I play a position
I can’t pour no Henny on these road to riches
You gotta stay on your toes, be rеady, ha (Mm-hmm)
Mm, she gonna make you spend it, ha (Mm-hmm)
Workin’ bags, Manolo, lil’ bit of Fеnty, ha (Mm-hmm)
She gonna get up and leave just how she meant to, ha (Mm-hmm)
Seein’ your watch on freeze and now she want ten to nine (Mm-hmm)
Clockin’ the plain AP and now she on sexy time (Mm-hmm)
She stop, buy the new AP, guess it’s a mezzanine (Mm-hmm)
It’s a mezzanine
Come get your wife