Johc X - Spinnin' (Bonus) Lyrics

Spinnin', this shit got me spinnin'
Call me a llama , how the way I'm spittin'
Been told to get a grip, I'm holding this shit like it's fitted
And I won't let go, no cap
See you don't know nothing bout that
I play it classy, I like to tip my hat
But I'm a different beast, when it comes to rap
I'm the type of nigga to put shit on the map

Yeah, navigator

It's either now or later, ain't no choosin' flavors
Cut throat, straight for the neck
As soon as I get asked for a favor
I can't do it without the paper, but I'm an ATM, automatic money maker
Shot after shot like a prime laker, I love to please myself like
Shh, Hahaha

I got the tools
I got the jewels
I got the book to make all the rules
Coach with the plays
Touchdown
Speakin' of jewels, they bust down
They make all the bad bitches bust down
It's too late to reconcile, I'm up now,
I'm gettin' lit like a lighter
Switch the character, it's my turn

Uh yeah, we know it's a hit
I feel like Gunna, with the flames in this bitch
Premium clothing with my name on the fit
Got your bitch givin' me hawk tuah on the tip
Hawk tuah in the whip
Johca with the shits

Went from counterfeits, to diamond signs on my wrist
Crack em' down like it's Ritz
Niggas played up in the mix
They ready to slide in the blitz
Mm, they don't even miss

I got a point to prove
Got new flows to use
I got more action to up the moves

You gotta be kiddin' me
No jit, how I'm comin' up is all legit
Bout to take a day trip on the spaceship
So don't call me back to earth until I'm famous
Heh, yeah it's Young Astral
I'm shittin' on all of y'all, like it's a bathroom
Still underground, I rep the backrooms
Going AFK, I'll be back soon