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    Moneybagg Yo

    Spin On Em Lyrics

    feat. Fredo Bang

    Damn, Chose

    Hardbody

    They know my name, on gang, born sinner

    Door to door if it's war, dump out the rental

    Shot caller, frontline go-getter

    Come and hit me, four-by-four, big spinner

    'Round the corner, on my way, I'm tryna clip 'em

    Out the car, walk down, not out the window

    Put ten on him, and him, and her

    It's fuck me, then it's fuck you, you know what's up

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em

    I'ma spend on 'em, in designer, this a Louis Glock

    Cut his top like some line-ups when you go through his block

    Heard he in a wheelchair, you know you 'posed to killed his ass

    Caught him at a red light, put his shit against the glass

    Drank in my liver and some pain in my memories

    I'm a born hustler, I get money like it's ten of me

    Tasmanian Devil, I know Nuski, he gon' spin for me

    Pop up on an opp, watch him freeze like it's ten degrees (Hey)

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em

    Walked in with them apes, you know them niggas, I be bustin' with

    When you speak on TBG, you best know what you fuckin' with

    I can't say too much, you know the murder cases never close

    But I cut an opp down, damn, I miss my Draco

    Make him feel it if he don't run it back (Double back)

    Your life ain't shit, they spin for less than a rack (That's a fact)

    I want your hat, then I'ma run it by Splatt (BGE)

    They wiped his nose, I was shopping at Saks (Bah)

    Extendo on the Glock, thirty or better

    I put blood on that money, I can get you whatever

    We got hairpin triggers, this shit light as a feather

    He might never walk again, but I feel a lil' better

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Spin on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (Again on 'em)

    Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (Go in on 'em)

    Go again on 'em, go again on 'em