[Intro]
Yeah
Cardona, hit this shit up, nigga
Yeah
Look, look, look, look
Yeah
[Chorus]
Spin through your block in reverse
I keep a Glock up in church
She want a purse, I might just buy her a birk'
She see my face, she like when I smurk or smile
I ain't been here in a while
Gettin' my money, I stack it in piles, wow
Yeah, that's my drip, I got blue blood, I'm really real Crip
I hit the glizzy bop, Crip walk and dip
[Verse 1]
I got green money, I call that bluefaces
At the table, feel amazing, say graces
Get a lawyer, do the race, no Tay K
That boy talk with lisp, yeah, he got them new braces
Niggas be trippin' like , "Cuz, tie your laces"
I can't go to court, no I don't got no cases, don't got no cases
Switch up the flow, just like the gardener, I used your hoe
Don't say I'm gang, nigga, I ain't your bro
Blow out the candles, I got the room lit
Turn up my headphones, I'm back in a bit
I got 69 shots, nigga don't be a snitch
I'm gettin' money, yeah I'm gettin' rich, no Roddy, chances of you down below? prolly
That girl's diamonds, they be twerkin' like Cardi
Hit a Benzo, then I might buy a 'Rari, or a Bugatti
Spin through your block in reverse, bad girl, she givin' me work like Rihanna, but she yellow so I call her "Banana"
[Chorus]
Spin through your block in reverse
I keep a Glock up in church
She want a purse, I might just buy her a birk'
She see my face, she like when I smurk or smile
I ain't been here in a while
Gettin' my money, I stack it in piles, wow
Yeah, that's my drip, I got blue blood, I'm really real Crip
I hit the glizzy bop, Crip walk and dip
[Verse 2]
I'm back on the lean, nigga, give me a sip
When we shooting, we gon' shoot up his lip, ouu
Flows so sick like I just caught a flu
Now the opps late, It's like curfew
How many niggas hate me? Not a few
She tryna Digga D, I'm not talkin' bout "Bluuwuu"
But it's whatever, step in the spot and I'm changin' the weather, got the game freezing, it's cold like December
The opps won't forget me, there's no one to remember
You a dumb nigga, I just met a hoe, yeah she a gold digger
I'm hittin' W's, no L's, got a leather jacket and an LV belt, ayy
Come with a gun 'fore I meet ya, I'm about cheese like a motherfuckin' pizza, ayy
I told her open a tanny, she wan shake it in Miami, but that bitch got cheeks like Sandy
I'm going Macho, nigga, no Randy, I swear when I blow, gotta get me a grammy
[Chorus]
Spin through your block in reverse
I keep a Glock up in church
She want a purse, I might just buy her a birk'
She see my face, she like when I smurk or smile
I ain't been here in a while
Gettin' my money, I stack it in piles, wow
Yeah, that's my drip, I got blue blood, I'm really real Crip
I hit the glizzy bop, Crip walk and dip