Spin Back (feat. Jay Hound)
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๐ ID: 14749968
๐ Lyrics
Ay ay, Capxn
Aaah!
Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
And she down for the line, if you let her
But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
I'm on timin', pop out whenever
Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
Money and violence, that make her wetter
She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
And you don't wanna rock, rock
'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
And we don't gotta reverse the V
With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
Free bro, he got locked for the hammer
I can't stop for the cops or the cameras
She wanna shake it on me like a dancer
Come and get naked for me, I'ma scammer
EBK, I'm not for the foolery
Try to play and I'm uppin' the .9
In the spot, I'm not tuckin' my jewelry
If you reach for my chain, you gon' die
And it ain't enough time to be wastin'
Ask the judge, "How much time can they take?"
I don't know how much crimes, I been breakin'
Free bro from the, he took eight
I'm tryna see how many dimes I can make
I'm on the grind, think I need me a Wraith
I'm outside, got the knock on my waist
Try to push up on bro? Your mistake
I need ear mitts, It's gettin' loud
Told 'em, "Flock the Flocka, lay 'em down"
Niggas ain't Jet, they gotta jack the pound, like
BHB, niggas know I'm the Hound
I'm with Sally, whole lotta rounds, like
Dot tryna flick on that, like
Dot tryna flick on that crowd
Lil' bro keep spinnin', tryna make us proud
Don't try to blitz up on me, it ain't safe
I make 'em get up off me with this Drac'
Perc' got her feelin' naughty, tell her, "Wait"
Now she tryna feel up on me by the waist
Likin' my pictures? What you tryna do?
You got a nigga? I'ma make him move
You with your sister? You can bring her, too
When she off a liquor, she ain't tryna groove
Don't try to run, I'ma up it and flame it
Glock with a drum, that's unlimited cases
Threw like a ton, he won't get off the
Threw like a ton, he won't get off the pavement
And I'm really Mr. Make-'Em-Famous
If it's up, you can send the location
Threw on the beam 'cause it help with my aimin'
Throwin' from deep, like Lamar on the Ravens
Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
And she down for the line, if you let her
But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
I'm on timin', pop out whenever
Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
Money and violence, that make her wetter
She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
And you don't wanna rock, rock
'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
And we don't gotta reverse the V
With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
Ay ay, Capxn
Aaah!
Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
And she down for the line, if you let her
But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
I'm on timin', pop out whenever
Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
Money and violence, that make her wetter
She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
And you don't wanna rock, rock
'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
And we don't gotta reverse the V
With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
Free bro, he got locked for the hammer
I can't stop for the cops or the cameras
She wanna shake it on me like a dancer
Come and get naked for me, I'ma scammer
EBK, I'm not for the foolery
Try to play and I'm uppin' the .9
In the spot, I'm not tuckin' my jewelry
If you reach for my chain, you gon' die
And it ain't enough time to be wastin'
Ask the judge, "How much time can they take?"
I don't know how much crimes, I been breakin'
Free bro from the, he took eight
I'm tryna see how many dimes I can make
I'm on the grind, think I need me a Wraith
I'm outside, got the knock on my waist
Try to push up on bro? Your mistake
I need ear mitts, It's gettin' loud
Told 'em, "Flock the Flocka, lay 'em down"
Niggas ain't Jet, they gotta jack the pound, like
BHB, niggas know I'm the Hound
I'm with Sally, whole lotta rounds, like
Dot tryna flick on that, like
Dot tryna flick on that crowd
Lil' bro keep spinnin', tryna make us proud
Don't try to blitz up on me, it ain't safe
I make 'em get up off me with this Drac'
Perc' got her feelin' naughty, tell her, "Wait"
Now she tryna feel up on me by the waist
Likin' my pictures? What you tryna do?
You got a nigga? I'ma make him move
You with your sister? You can bring her, too
When she off a liquor, she ain't tryna groove
Don't try to run, I'ma up it and flame it
Glock with a drum, that's unlimited cases
Threw like a ton, he won't get off the
Threw like a ton, he won't get off the pavement
And I'm really Mr. Make-'Em-Famous
If it's up, you can send the location
Threw on the beam 'cause it help with my aimin'
Throwin' from deep, like Lamar on the Ravens
Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
And she down for the line, if you let her
But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
I'm on timin', pop out whenever
Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
Money and violence, that make her wetter
She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
And you don't wanna rock, rock
'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
And we don't gotta reverse the V
With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
Ay ay, Capxn
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.46] Ay ay, Capxn
[00:12.90] Aaah!
[00:13.58] Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
[00:15.06] My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
[00:16.99] And she down for the line, if you let her
[00:18.24] But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
[00:20.38] I'm on timin', pop out whenever
[00:21.93] Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
[00:23.56] Money and violence, that make her wetter
[00:25.06] She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
[00:26.91] And you don't wanna rock, rock
[00:28.46] 'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
[00:30.06] I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
[00:31.84] If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
[00:33.69] And we don't gotta reverse the V
[00:35.24] With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
[00:36.79] Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
[00:38.63] If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
[00:40.45] Free bro, he got locked for the hammer
[00:42.29] I can't stop for the cops or the cameras
[00:43.85] She wanna shake it on me like a dancer
[00:45.44] Come and get naked for me, I'ma scammer
[00:47.24] EBK, I'm not for the foolery
[00:48.88] Try to play and I'm uppin' the .9
[00:50.66] In the spot, I'm not tuckin' my jewelry
[00:52.26] If you reach for my chain, you gon' die
[00:54.08] And it ain't enough time to be wastin'
[00:55.62] Ask the judge, "How much time can they take?"
[00:57.41] I don't know how much crimes, I been breakin'
[00:59.01] Free bro from the, he took eight
[01:00.85] I'm tryna see how many dimes I can make
[01:02.46] I'm on the grind, think I need me a Wraith
[01:04.23] I'm outside, got the knock on my waist
[01:05.82] Try to push up on bro? Your mistake
[01:07.74] I need ear mitts, It's gettin' loud
[01:09.22] Told 'em, "Flock the Flocka, lay 'em down"
[01:10.87] Niggas ain't Jet, they gotta jack the pound, like
[01:12.63] BHB, niggas know I'm the Hound
[01:14.24] I'm with Sally, whole lotta rounds, like
[01:16.33] Dot tryna flick on that, like
[01:18.19] Dot tryna flick on that crowd
[01:19.15] Lil' bro keep spinnin', tryna make us proud
[01:21.40] Don't try to blitz up on me, it ain't safe
[01:22.94] I make 'em get up off me with this Drac'
[01:24.79] Perc' got her feelin' naughty, tell her, "Wait"
[01:26.37] Now she tryna feel up on me by the waist
[01:28.19] Likin' my pictures? What you tryna do?
[01:29.78] You got a nigga? I'ma make him move
[01:31.51] You with your sister? You can bring her, too
[01:33.14] When she off a liquor, she ain't tryna groove
[01:34.87] Don't try to run, I'ma up it and flame it
[01:36.67] Glock with a drum, that's unlimited cases
[01:38.16] Threw like a ton, he won't get off the
[01:39.92] Threw like a ton, he won't get off the pavement
[01:41.85] And I'm really Mr. Make-'Em-Famous
[01:43.42] If it's up, you can send the location
[01:45.08] Threw on the beam 'cause it help with my aimin'
[01:46.81] Throwin' from deep, like Lamar on the Ravens
[01:48.25] Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
[01:49.78] My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
[01:51.63] And she down for the line, if you let her
[01:52.99] But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
[01:54.76] I'm on timin', pop out whenever
[01:56.66] Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
[01:58.21] Money and violence, that make her wetter
[01:59.59] She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
[02:01.67] And you don't wanna rock, rock
[02:03.19] 'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
[02:04.71] I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
[02:06.31] If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
[02:08.42] And we don't gotta reverse the V
[02:09.90] With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
[02:11.47] Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
[02:13.22] If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
[02:15.13] Ay ay, Capxn
[02:17.16]
[00:12.90] Aaah!
[00:13.58] Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
[00:15.06] My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
[00:16.99] And she down for the line, if you let her
[00:18.24] But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
[00:20.38] I'm on timin', pop out whenever
[00:21.93] Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
[00:23.56] Money and violence, that make her wetter
[00:25.06] She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
[00:26.91] And you don't wanna rock, rock
[00:28.46] 'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
[00:30.06] I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
[00:31.84] If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
[00:33.69] And we don't gotta reverse the V
[00:35.24] With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
[00:36.79] Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
[00:38.63] If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
[00:40.45] Free bro, he got locked for the hammer
[00:42.29] I can't stop for the cops or the cameras
[00:43.85] She wanna shake it on me like a dancer
[00:45.44] Come and get naked for me, I'ma scammer
[00:47.24] EBK, I'm not for the foolery
[00:48.88] Try to play and I'm uppin' the .9
[00:50.66] In the spot, I'm not tuckin' my jewelry
[00:52.26] If you reach for my chain, you gon' die
[00:54.08] And it ain't enough time to be wastin'
[00:55.62] Ask the judge, "How much time can they take?"
[00:57.41] I don't know how much crimes, I been breakin'
[00:59.01] Free bro from the, he took eight
[01:00.85] I'm tryna see how many dimes I can make
[01:02.46] I'm on the grind, think I need me a Wraith
[01:04.23] I'm outside, got the knock on my waist
[01:05.82] Try to push up on bro? Your mistake
[01:07.74] I need ear mitts, It's gettin' loud
[01:09.22] Told 'em, "Flock the Flocka, lay 'em down"
[01:10.87] Niggas ain't Jet, they gotta jack the pound, like
[01:12.63] BHB, niggas know I'm the Hound
[01:14.24] I'm with Sally, whole lotta rounds, like
[01:16.33] Dot tryna flick on that, like
[01:18.19] Dot tryna flick on that crowd
[01:19.15] Lil' bro keep spinnin', tryna make us proud
[01:21.40] Don't try to blitz up on me, it ain't safe
[01:22.94] I make 'em get up off me with this Drac'
[01:24.79] Perc' got her feelin' naughty, tell her, "Wait"
[01:26.37] Now she tryna feel up on me by the waist
[01:28.19] Likin' my pictures? What you tryna do?
[01:29.78] You got a nigga? I'ma make him move
[01:31.51] You with your sister? You can bring her, too
[01:33.14] When she off a liquor, she ain't tryna groove
[01:34.87] Don't try to run, I'ma up it and flame it
[01:36.67] Glock with a drum, that's unlimited cases
[01:38.16] Threw like a ton, he won't get off the
[01:39.92] Threw like a ton, he won't get off the pavement
[01:41.85] And I'm really Mr. Make-'Em-Famous
[01:43.42] If it's up, you can send the location
[01:45.08] Threw on the beam 'cause it help with my aimin'
[01:46.81] Throwin' from deep, like Lamar on the Ravens
[01:48.25] Oh, she wanna ride with a Steppa?
[01:49.78] My bitch a bird, we be flockin' together
[01:51.63] And she down for the line, if you let her
[01:52.99] But I got my .9 on the side of my sweater
[01:54.76] I'm on timin', pop out whenever
[01:56.66] Said you slidin'? Leave on a stretcher
[01:58.21] Money and violence, that make her wetter
[01:59.59] She shakin' her hips how I shake my Beretta
[02:01.67] And you don't wanna rock, rock
[02:03.19] 'Cause I got my deuce, I be ready to flock
[02:04.71] I tell bro to, "Shoot," then he takin' his shot
[02:06.31] If you slide in the coupe, you gon' leave in a box
[02:08.42] And we don't gotta reverse the V
[02:09.90] With accurate aim, I'ma shoot who I see
[02:11.47] Might leave on a chain or might leave on a tee
[02:13.22] If you speak on my name then may you rest in peace
[02:15.13] Ay ay, Capxn
[02:17.16]