Spinnin' - MeloNumba5ivee & OutheMudd

Spent 250 for some purses 300 for a whole nother' purchase Bad bitches tryna fuck for a Birkin' Niggas talking but they pockets be hurting I can't even lie that ain't yo type You ain't even all that hard in person I can guarantee you that on my side We on every bag that you imagined Big house that shit look like a mansion Gottem talking like who that man he spazzing Just started most the vets I done passed them I be coming through like lights, camera, action Did a walkthrough i came for the backend Call up cam cause he bringing them racks in Money coming get that shit In through traffic Add it up we not good at subtraction Big drip give a fuck bout some fashion They can't hear me let me put it in captions I ain't really got no time for relaxing I just wanna put my pops in G wagons My bitch bad ain't no need for comparisons Even thinking that you can it's emabrissing Most these bitches on my line be irrelevant I ain't even in my prime still developing Yeah, whoa They throw me bands just to get on the road Another 10k just to go do a show We brought the pack in keep that on the low I made me a m split it up with the bro Put a price on ya head watch them boys wipe ya nose Back to back shows gotta manage the load You niggas can't touch me when I'm in my mode I play with the pussy you play you play with ya nose Copped a new patek put my wrist on froze These niggas be hating man go get some hoes Whenever I'm bored spend a band on some clothes Running to the money like athlete Got a nigga running like a track meet Thumbing through the bands in the back seat Balling like I'm Bron check the stat sheet I'm the realest nigga out here if you ask me Four pockets full that shit really nothing Pink fifty's and they came with blue Hundreds Top three ain't no need for discussions Louis V lenses only for stunting Call Gucci just to custom my turban Came from Kansas yeah I'm really suburban Nothing ever handed to me i earned it Fuck that nine to five I got tired of working I'm really catching these plays on the regular Having my way with this bitch finna pleasure her I really don't see nobody ahead of us I got my foot on they necks i ain't letting up My on ex on my line man I'm really not stressing her Most of these niggas that hate i ain't sweating em I'm not even bragging but i do this dressing stuff The money that's coming it's really a blessing bruh Yeah, whoa They throw me bands just to get on the road Another 10k just to go do a show We brought the pack in keep that on the low I made me a m split it up with the bro Put a price on ya head watch them boys wipe ya nose Back to back shows gotta manage the load You niggas can't touch me when I'm in my mode I play with the pussy you play you play with ya nose Copped a new patek put my wrist on froze These niggas be hating man go get some hoes Whenever I'm bored spend a band on some clothes Running to the money like athlete Got a nigga running like a track meet Thumbing through the bands in the back seat Balling like I'm Bron check the stat sheet I'm the realest nigga out here if you ask me

I know they be hatin I'm on for real I know they be mad that my wrist is on chill Too many niggas they plottin for real I hope they don't try cause my Brodie gone kill I'm ready to sign for no less than a mil I'm tryna put whole my fam in the hills I want some red or blue diamonds or teal My money standing real tall like Shaquille Oh yeah that's melo he snapping again I'm prolly somewhere with hoes again She on my phone finna fly her in Already know that she bringing her friend I hit em both then I pull up my pants I hit the road I come with them bands Made like three hundred split that with my mans We need a pack so he bringing em in I'm going crazy do this for my brother I grew up real good with my pops and my mother Suburban lifestyle wouldn't trade it for nothing These hoes tryna fuck gotta keep me a rubber I don't drink I don't smoke, I just walk around sober Ced need them plays so I'm sending them over Hoped out the coupe then I switched to the rover My ex hit my line talking bout she need closure Growing up I had dreams of me all in the league Crossing em up then I'm pulling from deep But I picked up the mic now I gotta succeed Only thing on my mind is to count up the green I'm on niggas necks, they ain't got time to breathe I'm charging fifty to walk up to me Hop on the beat and I shit on the beat I can't name a nigga that's fucking with me I dress myself Man I don't need a stylist I know that she wet from money we counting If we do what we do gotta do it in private If we fuck babygirl can you keep it in silence Cause I got no time for these hoes to be childish VVS In my teeth prolly why I be smiling Eighty K in my ear yeah I really be shinning And I iced out my mask cause the coronavirus