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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Homixide Beno!
Vocals
Homixide Meechie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keyon Thomas
Songwriter
Demetrius Chatman Jr
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Lyrics
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
(What? What?)
All that cap **** (What?)
All that bap, **** (What?)
Let me tell you somethin', go scrap, ****
Ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah
He don't even tote no strap, uh (What? Uh)
He don't even walk down the map (What? Uh)
He ain't ever did that shit (What? Uh)
**** be cap in his raps (What? Uh)
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh
Let's spin (spin) uh
Double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh)
Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of thеm friends (What? Uh, uh)
Ain't even got no friеnds, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What? Uh)
We stick with each other
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Spin (What?)
Fourteen years old, I had sticks in my momma couch (What?)
Don't care 'bout rockstar, I trapped from my momma house (trapped from my momma house, what?)
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I pray for 'em daily (pray for 'em daily, what? Uh)
Please Lord, forgive my brothers, uh, they spin on 'em daily (spin, spin, uh)
We trap on 'em daily (trap on 'em daily, uh, uh)
We get 'em goin' crazy (we get 'em goin' crazy)
Yeah, we rockin' out shows, lil' boy (we rockin' out shows, lil' boy)
Yeah, yeah, the fuck you pay me? (Ain't no bap)
Yeah, I'm trappin' for real (I'm trappin' for real)
I trap, I'ma flip
Yeah, we gettin' em gone, lil 'boy, uh
We do this shit for real (hahaha)
Ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah
He don't even tote no strap, uh (no bap)
He don't even walk down the map (all the cap)
He ain't ever did that shit (What?)
**** be cap in his raps (What? Uh)
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh
Let's spin (spin) uh
Double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh)
Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of them friends (What? Uh, uh)
Ain't even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What? Uh)
We stick with each other
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Spin
We slidin' in your window, it's tinted (the tint)
We ride, we creep up with sticks (with sticks)
The draco got binary traits (Homixide, Homixide)
.762, big buss (Gang)
Snot Gang, rock out, let's get it
We backdoor the trap, we takin' your shit (Homixide, Homixide)
We walkin' you down, you know we gon' spin it (Homixide, Homixide)
And if I lose count, I count it again
All these blue hunnids on me
Snatch me a line and get geeked
My **** ain't showin' no love (Homixide, Homixide)
They walkin' you down for a feature (Gang, Hahaha)
Ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah
What it is? (What?)
Ah, ah
He don't even tote no strap, uh (no bap)
He don't even walk down the map (all the cap)
He ain't ever did that shit (What?)
**** be cap in his raps (What? Uh)
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh
Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh
Let's spin (spin) uh
Double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh)
Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of them friends (What? Uh, uh)
Ain't even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What? Uh)
We stick with each other
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Uh, uh, uh spin (spin)
Spin
Written by: Demetrius Chatman, Demetrius Chatman Jr, Keyon Thomas, Timothy Jordan Jenks