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[Intro]
We won't stop until we catch the opps
Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps
We gon' spin the block 'til the world stops
'Til the world stops
Second line
(It's a smash)
Second line
Second line
Second line
[Verse 1]
Riding 'round town with my shirt off
Me, I'm off that dope, the bitch I'm with, she off that Smirnoff
Still servin' fentanyl, ten dogs eager to rip your face off
Youngins off that eight-ball, hope it don't throw they aim off
Yeah, they hatin' on me, but they broke though
Talkin' 'bout poppin' off, got me waiting for a no show
Posted on the block like a light pole, Young Promo
Heard you got that FOMO, give him what his ho won't
Yeah, big tits on them big sticks, man, he want the smoke
Wetto never lackin', keep my pistol loaded, trained to go
Slug in the chamber, fuck goin' high, I'm goin' low
Clutchin' on that Calico, pockets thick, all natural
($lick's just talking shit, boy) Fuck around and find out
Ain't no need for plottin', if it's smoke, you gon' die now
Walk over to Ruth's Chris, just shoot shit, then dine out
Show you what my kind 'bout, having your mama cryin' out
We won't stop until we catch the opps
Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps
We gon' spin the block 'til the world stops
'Til the world stops
Second line
(It's a smash)
Second line
Second line
Second line
[Verse 1]
Riding 'round town with my shirt off
Me, I'm off that dope, the bitch I'm with, she off that Smirnoff
Still servin' fentanyl, ten dogs eager to rip your face off
Youngins off that eight-ball, hope it don't throw they aim off
Yeah, they hatin' on me, but they broke though
Talkin' 'bout poppin' off, got me waiting for a no show
Posted on the block like a light pole, Young Promo
Heard you got that FOMO, give him what his ho won't
Yeah, big tits on them big sticks, man, he want the smoke
Wetto never lackin', keep my pistol loaded, trained to go
Slug in the chamber, fuck goin' high, I'm goin' low
Clutchin' on that Calico, pockets thick, all natural
($lick's just talking shit, boy) Fuck around and find out
Ain't no need for plottin', if it's smoke, you gon' die now
Walk over to Ruth's Chris, just shoot shit, then dine out
Show you what my kind 'bout, having your mama cryin' out
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