SPIN SPIN!!!

By Murda B

On Murda She Wrote

Released on February 24, 2023

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[Intro]

Spin, spin, spin on the opp, sliding down the street

Barretta me, felony, fuck is you telling me?

My switch came with a beam

Grrah, grrah, grahh, grahh, boom (Hardheaded, baby)

Like what? Grrah, grrah

Like, like, damn, damn, damn, damn

Like (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?), like


[Verse 1]

Niggas need to stop mentioning Sha

Like Rah ain't catch one to his eye

Bitch, I'm a demon, letting bullets fly

If I catch that bitch Rubi, send her to the sky

Make her dizzy like she sipping 'Tron

Chase her down and I'm breaking her bones

And you bitches can't rap, you not taking my throne

Can't beef with you bitches, you bitches unknown

Sending shots, I don't care if that bitch is my cousin

If I see lil Enny, I'm throwing a dozen

Nigga Honcho got shot in his stomach

OYO— what? Y'all niggas on nothing

And this for the bitches that's jacking this beat

Ayo Say, reverse the V

After that we gonna click on the T's

Leave all of the opps begging on they knees


[Chorus]

One opp, two opp is slow

Three deep, two gotta go

Four slide, three got a pole

Like damn, damn, damn, damn

One opp, two opp is slow

Three deep, two gotta go

Four slide, three got a pole

Like damn, damn, damn, damn


[Verse 2]

How many niggas got clapped on they block?

If I see a Gunna, not missing a shot

I'm smoking on E with the Dot

Send him to heaven, watch his body drop

And these bitches is getting me started

They take YG dick, now they acting retarded

Miyaa Vuitton steady saying some nonsense

I see that lil' bitch and I'm leavin her heartless

I'm really her and I'll say it again

I'm Mrs. Up It and I'ma throw ten

Got some shit make you run on your friend

And I'm callin' up Zay every time that I bend

Sending shots, leave that bitch with no face

And like Tay-K, I'm doin' the race

Murda B buggin', you cannot replace

When I catch you in person, you pick up the pace

And these bitches think I wanna copy

Get shot out ya jersey if you tryna box me

I'll say it again, I don't fuck with nobody

Tell Scottie 2 Hotty we still smokin' Lotti


[Chorus]

One opp, two opp is slow

Three deep, two gotta go

Four slide, three got a pole

Like damn, damn, damn, damn

One opp, two opp is slow

Three deep, two gotta go

Four slide, three got a pole

Like damn, damn, damn, damn