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yung dizzy - don’t spin this rip كلمات أغنية

[intro: wink9ine & yung dizzy]
ayy, you better get the scooter team, you better not get in that car
you better not get in that whip
you get in that whip, i’ma whip that ass
ha, baow (you tell they ass, you find out, get a n_gga—)
n_gga (kato, this crazy)
let’s go, n_gga
i’m your man (boom), i won’t let ’em in (boom, boom, boom)
ayy, young slime, ayy, frankie

[chorus: wink9ine]
heard they tryna spin a n_gga, got—, heard they tryna spin a n_gga, got stopped
i f_ck with the youngins, they brung in the glocks
i f_ck with ybeezy, he’s been on that track
i thought i could bt from blowin’ this j (bt)
you try and hop out, they put him back in
when i’m tired of this work, we’ll do it again (where?)
we spinning and spinning, it’s never gon’ end (boom, boom, boom)
keep sinnin’ and sinnin’, and k!llin’ and k!llin’
i pray to allah, but like bronem wickеd
i be totin’ that drac’, it short as a midget
brodie got stuck in thе gate and he sh_tted (boom, boom, boom)
i don’t need me a pill to hop in that car
with a n_gga that makes it, he make it too far
i can get you touched, pull the string, no guitar (huh?)
i can get you burnt, just pass me a rod (huh?)
[verse 1: wink9ine & yung dizzy]
i’m a real robber, i never could starve
f_ck all these n_ggas, just throw me a lob (just throw me a)
got top, then got stuck in the car (yeah)
the longer i k!ll, n_gga, let it off (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: yung dizzy]
bring me pizza, they offered piece in the day
n_gga, f_ck tay, he ain’t see today (n_gga, f_ck him)
i’m growing up strong with this drac’ for a lay (yeah)
told her, “keep on her thongs,” i don’t even want her face (yeah, yeah)
b_tch wan’ be there, told her, “set up a plate”
her skin, no sense, so i’m gonna be late
heard frankie made a song
he got topped in his ‘wood, should’ve been his day
catch a n_gga say my name
man, that n_gga would be good as gone
i’ll hop out in some fly sh_t
might see me on poi rockin’ chrome
smack a tracker on his car
we ’bout to follow his ass ’til he make it home (all the way home)
we hopping out on three n_gga or me
we bounce out this b_tch, spread out in the street (yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: wink9ine & yung dizzy]
told bds, “chill, we got him right here”
he was just in our face, how he disappear?
hold on, wiz, there his ass go right there
i aim with the drac’, the sights on his ass
me and bds 20, we both got dracs
creepin’ up behind him, he ain’t gettin’ away
you go left, i go right, n_gga, that’s the play
crept up and just blast, had the drac’ in his face
[chorus: wink9ine]
heard they tryna spin a n_gga, got—, heard they tryna spin a n_gga, got stopped
i f_ck with the youngins, they brung in the glocks
i f_ck with ybeezy, he’s been on that track
i thought i could bt from blowin’ this j (bt)
you try and hop out, they put him back in
when i’m tired of this work, we’ll do it again (where?)
we spinning and spinning, it’s never gon’ end (boom, boom, boom)
keep sinnin’ and sinnin’, and k!llin’ and k!llin’
i pray to allah, but like bronem wicked
i be totin’ that drac’, it short as a midget
brodie got stuck in the gate and he sh_tted (boom, boom, boom)
i don’t need me a pill to hop in that car
with a n_gga that makes it, he make it too far
i can get you touched, pull the string, no guitar (huh?)
i can get you burnt, just pass me a rod

- yung dizzy

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