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SPINNALOT Video (MV)




Performed By: ToojiTheKid
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: River Collins




ToojiTheKid - SPINNALOT Lyrics




Hollow tips gon' eat his face, Bitch I never leave a trace
I speed up screamin' "f*ck the jakes", I rob a man for 20k's
Boy I got expensive taste, 2k on my f*ckin' waist
Bands on bands, Like my name Chase, I pray for death, I'm sayin' grace
F*ck,

I run it up, Spin the block and bodies duck,
Sippin' wock, Got double cups,
She suck my dick like she a slut

Boy, I keep that heat, Talk about money on your neck
Where the money in your jeans, You real funny, Yeah, I said it man
Got money on my teeth, I'm gon' catch him at the light
I keep that shit under my seat, Stooky popped a perc and crashed
Like you couldn't even see
How you crash mom's v

I get big bills, Get quick thrills I'm posted at the spot
I got no chill, Like ten kills, Somebody gettin' shot
I pop two pills, Do two drills, I might just be a dot
Got a big drake in his face, Like bitch I'm really hot

I'm hot, F*ck y'all really talkin' bout I'm killin' all my opps
This bitch beat me nut, That don't mean she finna stop
Still up late and bendin', Lightin' blocks up with the mop
Like I'm f*ckin' on your sis, And bitch I f*ck your mom

Hollow tips gon' eat his face, Bitch I never leave a trace
I speed up screamin' f*ck the jakes, I rob a man for 20k's
Boy I got expensive taste, 2k on my f*ckin' waist
Bands on bands, like my name Chase, I pray for death, I'm sayin' grace
F*ck
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English

Hollow tips gon' eat his face, Bitch I never leave a trace
I speed up screamin' "f*ck the jakes", I rob a man for 20k's
Boy I got expensive taste, 2k on my f*ckin' waist
Bands on bands, Like my name Chase, I pray for death, I'm sayin' grace
F*ck,

I run it up, Spin the block and bodies duck,
Sippin' wock, Got double cups,
She suck my dick like she a slut

Boy, I keep that heat, Talk about money on your neck
Where the money in your jeans, You real funny, Yeah, I said it man
Got money on my teeth, I'm gon' catch him at the light
I keep that shit under my seat, Stooky popped a perc and crashed
Like you couldn't even see
How you crash mom's v

I get big bills, Get quick thrills I'm posted at the spot
I got no chill, Like ten kills, Somebody gettin' shot
I pop two pills, Do two drills, I might just be a dot
Got a big drake in his face, Like bitch I'm really hot

I'm hot, F*ck y'all really talkin' bout I'm killin' all my opps
This bitch beat me nut, That don't mean she finna stop
Still up late and bendin', Lightin' blocks up with the mop
Like I'm f*ckin' on your sis, And bitch I f*ck your mom

Hollow tips gon' eat his face, Bitch I never leave a trace
I speed up screamin' f*ck the jakes, I rob a man for 20k's
Boy I got expensive taste, 2k on my f*ckin' waist
Bands on bands, like my name Chase, I pray for death, I'm sayin' grace
F*ck
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Writer: River Collins
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