almighty.Cns - Spin the block Lyrics

F*ck it up, CNS, f*ck it up aye, f*ck it up, CNS, f*ck it up aye, f*ck it up, CNS, f*ck it up aye
You killin' me smile
Aye I'm feelin' high, takin' this bitch, ayy
We gon' the spin block, and spin block, and spin block, and spin again
If you kill me, make sure you kill my f*ckin' friends
Cause I'm a slide for mine, you better not come across my mans
Cause I'm a slide for mine, you better not come across my mans
Bullet holes, lookin' like a Kanye wife beater
He finna hit the chicken dance and have a whole seizure
You wanna shoot, you wanna squabble, you ain't got neither
Got your bitch playin' with balls like a goalkeeper
Hold up, wait, I'm finna hide the pole
Oh, you he think he Kevin hart because he got some jokes
Haha haha, now your mans smoke
Haha haha, now your mans smoke
Hold on, I'm a different individual
I do this for anime niggas and the criminals
In high school, I swear to God, I dropped my principle
Like your phone on red, this shit gettin' critical
F*ck my ex bitch, when I see her, I gotta dub her
Cause I'm a long-haired king like the God of Thunder
If I panic, I'ma blow you like a f*ckin' puffer
And I'll lay a nigga down like a f*ckin' cover
I hate niggas that be talkin' like they know shit
You remind me of a tranny with that hoe shit
You a Instagram shooter, you just post shit
Like my nose runnin, I'm steady tryin' to blow shit
We gon' spin a block and spin a block and spin a block and spin again
If you kill me, make sure you kill my f*ckin' friends
Cause I'm a slide for mines, you better not come across my mans
Cause I'm a slide for mine, you better not come across my mans
Hold on, wait, I'm finna hide the pole
Oh he think he Kevin Hart, because he got some jokes
Haha haha, now your mans smoked
Haha haha, now your mans smoked
I'm from the land, where socking niggas in my DNA
Dm almighty cns, if you wanna fade
And I don't bang, bitch, let's just set the record straight
But we been punchin' on shit, since like the second grade
I'ma chef with disrespect, how these niggas eat it
There ain't a girl besides my mama that a nigga need it
Don't step on my forces, bitch, I'm chief keefin
Michael Jackson, how I'm finna make a nigga beat it
We gon' spin a block and spin a block and spin a block and spin again
If you kill me, make sure you kill my f*ckin' friends
Cause I'm a slide for mines, you better not come across my mans
Cause I'm a slide for mines, you better not come across my mans
Hold on, wait, I'm finna hide the pole
Oh he think he Kevin Hart, because he got some jokes
Haha haha, now your mans smoked
Haha haha, now your mans smoked
Nigga, I'm finna high-tech in this bitch, ayy