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Lil Durk and EST Gee - Spinnin Lyrics
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Man what?

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out

TRX with the engine in it, made the Jeep truck look super different
Belt behind me just to stop the clickin', I ride with guns, I don't stop for tickets
Traffic time, I'ma ride the shoulder, I'm a trench baby, I'm a super gremlin
I don't really like muscle cars, there's too much muscle just to start the engine
Spin the block, f*ck the time, it can be nine o' clock, ten o' clock, uh
GTA, I got my own server called "Trenches," nigga, meet me on my block
Ridin' 'round in a stolen car, half the engine finna fall apart
Half the niggas on your ass or not, day time or after dark
Comin' for you
On your ass, so close, everybody runnin' for you
You would die for them, they gotta love you
Bitch, I'm Smurk, I don't gotta cuddle
Fill the tank up, the gas'll gobble
Tank on E, bitch, your ass in trouble
Homicides in the 'Raq can double
Speed out when you pass a puddle

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out

Yeah, can't growl through the alley
Mask up on the smiley
Only focus keep mouths fed
I don't feel bad 'bout what I did
Still spin through like a cartwheel
The first time that I got chills
Made a stick shift like I clocked in
Like a violin, tuck chin
If you locked in and you're EST, then the key safe
Two Sheppards for a team play, it's a gamble anyway
Sweepstakes, paid lawyer, beat case
Money in the briefcase
Been out here all week straight
If you really slidin', you don't need brakes
You just need faith and a time and place
Night time or in broad day, just don't miss
You might get one shot at the head
You might not never spot it again
Better get all you can get
Once it's over with, and that's it
No more fightin', but what's pressure to a Shiner?
That's the same thing made me diamond (man what?)

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
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Man what?

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out

TRX with the engine in it, made the Jeep truck look super different
Belt behind me just to stop the clickin', I ride with guns, I don't stop for tickets
Traffic time, I'ma ride the shoulder, I'm a trench baby, I'm a super gremlin
I don't really like muscle cars, there's too much muscle just to start the engine
Spin the block, f*ck the time, it can be nine o' clock, ten o' clock, uh
GTA, I got my own server called "Trenches," nigga, meet me on my block
Ridin' 'round in a stolen car, half the engine finna fall apart
Half the niggas on your ass or not, day time or after dark
Comin' for you
On your ass, so close, everybody runnin' for you
You would die for them, they gotta love you
Bitch, I'm Smurk, I don't gotta cuddle
Fill the tank up, the gas'll gobble
Tank on E, bitch, your ass in trouble
Homicides in the 'Raq can double
Speed out when you pass a puddle

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out

Yeah, can't growl through the alley
Mask up on the smiley
Only focus keep mouths fed
I don't feel bad 'bout what I did
Still spin through like a cartwheel
The first time that I got chills
Made a stick shift like I clocked in
Like a violin, tuck chin
If you locked in and you're EST, then the key safe
Two Sheppards for a team play, it's a gamble anyway
Sweepstakes, paid lawyer, beat case
Money in the briefcase
Been out here all week straight
If you really slidin', you don't need brakes
You just need faith and a time and place
Night time or in broad day, just don't miss
You might get one shot at the head
You might not never spot it again
Better get all you can get
Once it's over with, and that's it
No more fightin', but what's pressure to a Shiner?
That's the same thing made me diamond (man what?)

We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
We spinnin' the block with switches, the opps out
You used to be gang, you switched, you not now
Get caught outside, lil' bro'nem gon' hop out
You gang or not? Come see this pop out
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Writer: Danny Snodgrass, Durk Banks, Elias Latrou, George Stone, Michael Olmo, Ryder Johnson, Sylvian Mabe, Unknown Writer
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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