Spin EightOwe PE$O (Ft. CHII WVTTZ & Swervo Flocca)

[Intro: C-HII WVTTZ, Yozora]
Yozora
Grah, grah, boom
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Grah, grah
Grah, grah, boom


[Chorus: C-HII WVTTZ]
Outside tryna catch me a cuatro
Shorty a thotty, Im feelin' the bop though
And Rah got hit in his taco, dumb lil bitch got hit in her taco
We gon' spin, and them hallows gon' rip up his chin
Big DOA, I might dump on ya mans
We get to boomin, shit sound like a band
And them niggas ain't tippin' no bands
I cannot fold with the chop in my hand
Caught him lacking, he Ricky, he ran
Nigga, I got me a chop, I don't dance
See an opp, I'ma aim for his mans
Why would I run if my gun dont jam?
Pop a perc, take a trip to the land
Them niggas pussy, they never gon blam

[Verse 1: EightOwe PE, Swervo Flocca]
I cannot lack, bitch I keep me a weapon
I ain't goin out, this is an FN
And I swear to God, that my chop is my best friend
And if I see an opp Ima stretch him
If I call up Dayday, he shuttin' shit down
Stop the show, it’s gonna end with a bow
Flee off the scene, I ain't takin a bow
Call up Swervo, he comin' right now
And I swear to God, I'll never tell
Made ya baby moms open up a Wells, she wanna get it on, Im like, “Oh well”
Bitch, I keep a chop under my belt
And if I call up C, he get smoked like a looseleaf
Ice on my necklace, I feel like Im Gucci (Baow)
If its a thot, she a fan, she a groupie (Baow, baow)
If I see an opp, I'ma roll up, no sushi
(Grah, grah, boom, like)