[Intro]

(Hey, Dasani)

Blatt

Blatt

Yeah

Okay, back up on my demon shit, I need bodies, I be fiendin', bitch

Okay, rockin' all this ice, I be forgettin' I'm anemic, bitch

Okay, I can't say exactly what I seen, but know I seen the shit (For an eye, whole world)

Go (Drilltime, what you cookin' up?)

[Verse 1]

Ayy, eye for an eye, we leave the whole world blind

And if I have to beef with all y'all, the whole world dyin'

I been down so fucking long, feel like I'm sleeping underground

Who taught y'all how to tape the mag and flip the clip at war time?

"Oh, they ain't fuckin' with you, Spina", yeah, I know it, cool, that's fine

I told y'all Mookie lost his soul before the news said hе died

I told y'all Rod-K was dead beforе his body had got found

"Oh, they ain't hearin what you said", I bet them bitches hear me now

It's time to separate the real from the fake

Bro, on the real, these niggas fake

Like, "Spinz, you good?" Nah, I'm great

Still tryna find out why they hate

The only nigga should be mad that boy I hit up with that Drac'

That boy got hit all in his face

It was a fucking closed case

Now I'm gon' switch my flow, won't say no more, I swear that's for the jakes

These niggas dyin' for talkin' shit and now they ain't got shit to say

These niggas wildin', I don't play

I'm gon' shoot some shit by Wraith

Go pick up Ducci, actin stupid, shoot a movie with this K

If I pop out, I got my gun on me

"Oh, there go Spinz", you think it's sweet, no, it ain't nothin', homie

We drilling shit for fun, homie

I came with nobody but myself and this lil' gun on me

I told Meechie I might need some help, he said, "It's love, shorty"

[Chorus]

It's some poles in this house, it's my bros in this house

And we be spinnin' shit so hard, them traps be closed, in and out

Ever since I lost my dog, I swear this shit been slow as a drought

And then they hit three back-to-back, we take they souls and we out

[Verse 2]

Okay, back up on my demon shit, I need bodies, I be fiendin', bitch

Okay, rockin' all this ice, I be forgettin' I'm anemic, bitch

Okay, I can't say exactly what I seen, but know I seen the shit

Okay, mama say I'm blessed, but the police say I'm a demon jit

Okay, drop him, then don't say why I did it, he know the reason, bitch

Okay, I won't take no break, I been at it, it's killin' season, bitch

Okay, chopper sittin' up in the attic next to the Christmas shit

Okay, I want that nigga Charles dead, I put that on my Christmas list

Fuck that, I want them niggas all dead, I ain't dissin', I'm just ventin', jit

They be thinkin' I'm a war vet, I'm with Hardhead and we blitzin' shit

Who want a fade? I'm on some clippers shit

You wanna play? Well, shit, I'm still a jit

I ain't go to school and sign up, but know I'm still legit (Alright, alright, it's 'bout time you stop, Spin)

Nah, fuck it, I got some more to say (You done did the whole song)

Nah, fuck it, I'm goin' anyway (What more can you say?)

I want these niggas dead on Father's Day

I'll pull up, put the car in park, drop a bitch like I'm Holiday (J. Holiday)

[Bridge]

Go, go

Go, go

Go, go

Go, go

Go, go

Go, go

Go, go

Go

[Chorus]

It's some poles in this house, it's my bros in this house

And we be spinnin' shit so hard, them traps be closed, in and out

Ever since I lost my dog, I swear this shit been slow as a drought

And then they hit three back-to-back, we take they souls and we out

[Outro]

Okay, back up on my demon shit, I need bodies, I be fiendin', bitch

Okay, rockin' all this ice, I be forgettin' I'm anemic, bitch

Okay, I can't say exactly what I seen, but know I seen the shit

Okay, mama say I'm blessed, but the police say I'm a demon jit