Spin the Block (feat. Kodak Black)

Lyrics

Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky
 Sellin' packs by the laundromat
 Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back
 But I still keep a blicky, I ain't done with that
 Once she stop frontin' with that pussy, I'ma punish that
 And if I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Even if I hit, I'ma spin the block
 If I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Run up on him with the blick, I'ma let it flop
 Get the chips, gotta get the guap
 Word to mother, we tote blicks, I got hella opps
 Headshot, face shot, if them rakes was dropped
 ABC and WPI1, yellow tape the block
 That pussy, I'ma punish that
 Them blickys, I'm in love with that
 Tuck it like a running back, we throwin' like some
 quarterbacks
 Choppers like a lumberjack, hell nah I ain't with none
 of that
 Say some shit, they run with that, got dracos with the drum attached
 Take a spin, let's go kill a opp
 Hollow tips give up his liver, they know how we pop
 It ain't safe, yeah we spin a lot
 Broad day, head tap, I done killed a lot
 Sellin' packs by the laundromat
 Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back
 But I still keep a blicky, I ain't done with that
 Once she stop frontin' with that pussy, I'ma punish that
 And if I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Even if I hit, I'ma spin the block
 If I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Run up on him with the blick, I'ma let it flop
 I don't know about them,
 I don't know about yall, but I'ma keep a Glock
 Don't play with me, I swear for God, I'll get a nigga shot
 And I can't let you hold the rod,
 I don't know what you 'bout
 Say I be runnin' with the squad cause we all we got
 Me 22Gz, hit yo scene, sprayin' two 23's
 I'm just tryna beat, when I skeet, baby you can leave
 I can't even see, all this blood in my eye-e's
 Let me in the club with my gun, not my ID
 Damn, how the fuck I'm in a Jag' and I'm sniping? (Yeah)
 Hit yo' block with no tag and no high beams
 Sniper Gang, boy you know
 who got your nigga popped
 Broad day, don't check, I done killed a lot
 Sellin' packs by the laundromat
 Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back
 But I still keep a blicky, I ain't done with that
 Once she stop frontin' with that pussy, I'ma punish that
 And if I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Even if I hit, I'ma spin the block
 If I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Run up on him with the blick, I'ma let it flop
 If he act up, we gon' spin his block, make it hot
 Everything litty, Henny in the spot
 I got niggas, got the gang with me,
 they know how we rockin' (gang gang gang)
 I got aim with it, blickys get to poppin'
 I keep one up in the head, run up on him, he ain't dead
 Valentinos, a few racks, oh yeah y'all ain't did that yet
 I love runnin' up these bands,
 gettin' money, need that cheddar
 I got Flatbush on my back,
 FTO, don't get caught slippin'
 Early mornin' and we fishin', I'm tryna catch a victim
 Switch the plates up on the Civic,
 we purging tryna kill him
 Beat my charges, now it's litty
 Gang-Gang and they comin' with me (gang gang gang)
 The Gang and they comin' with me
 Sellin' packs by the laundromat
 Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back
 But I still keep a blicky, I ain't done with that
 Once she stop frontin' with that pussy, I'ma punish that
 And if I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Even if I hit, I'ma spin the block
 If I miss, I'ma spin the block
 Run up on him with the blick, I'ma let it flop
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:58
Key
2
Tempo
196 BPM

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