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ak tarantino - block spinner lyrics

[intro]
dolly made this
jr 808
ak f_ckin’ up the beat

[chorus: ak tarantino]
ridin’ ’round with dracos, macs, and carbons, i’m a block spinner
if your b_tch and you start drippin’ out, then you get popped with her
got the fizzy wocky, i forgot how much i dropped in her
b_tch, i started trappin’, sellin’ rock, and make the block bigger
how you rappin’ ’bout your gun, but b_tch, you got a stock trigger?
put the f_ckin’ barrel on my glock, and make the shot bigger
sent your b_tch up to the spot, i heard that she a c_ck diddler
and that b_tch got a big ass, so f_ck it, i’m a c_ck giver
doggy got a f_cked_up cut, i guess she shoulda bought clippers

[verse: ak tarantino & otg jerry]
that last bar was about mike
double back and opp a homie, shot him in the mouth twice
[?], i hit the plug, he pulled up on a [?] bike
i overdosеd on lean because i took a wocky down thе pint
b_tch, he had a disability, i still got off a dime bag
if he taxin’ on this pack, then brodie up that .9 mag’
keep on losin’ on that side, it’s time to throw that white flag
and it’s time to go lunch
like where the f_ck the popeyes at?
i’m in the whip, ain’t got no weed, i’m smokin’ pot instead
two bad b_tches in the back, and two big bl!ckies on my lap
i put the rims up on the ‘cat, that new big bentley goin’ fast
and my cousin tried to touch it, so i f_ckin’ stomped his ass
if i up the bl!ck, i’m dumpin’
up and sparked it at his m_ffin, ain’t no duckin’ from the mac
i’m with the business, if it ain’t about it, don’t come to the trap
i made a hunnid bricks off…what the f_ck?
i’m flippin’ bricks, i made a hunnid thousand off of f_ckin’ slabs
off the grid, we duckin’ off the map, like dunkin donuts, how we dash
[chorus: ak tarantino]
ridin’ ’round with dracos, macs, and carbons, i’m a block spinner
if your b_tch and you start drippin’ out, then you get popped with her
got the fizzy wocky, i forgot how much i dropped in her
b_tch, i started trappin’, sellin’ rock, and make the block bigger
how you rappin’ ’bout your gun, but b_tch, you got a stock trigger?
put the f_ckin’ barrel on my glock, and make the shot bigger
sent your b_tch up to the spot, i heard that she a c_ck diddler
and that b_tch got a big ass, so f_ck it, i’m a c_ck giver
doggy got a f_cked_up cut, i guess she shoulda bought clippers

[outro]
jr808

- ak tarantino

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