Spinners & Shotguns

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Look, violent pagan JB, that nigga they hate on Man, I cabbage a boy, he's a veggie now And his mum's at his side tryna stay strong Man, I whip up the chotch, get cake on My yout, that's what we get paid from Dem boy can't fuck with the outlaw Cuh it's dem boy that a man blaze on You're like "where's all my days gone?" Left side of your face, man rave on Man, I leave bloodstains from a fuckboy On the same concrete that I once played on The same concrete another boy laid on I'll shoot a hero with his cape on I'll shoot him in his chest, take him off the ground Put him in the air like Radon Man, I'll slap out the .45 special Then wipe down the spinner in Dettol I'll do him with the icepick a hundred times In his face, now the boy's got freckle Likkle man, take time and sekkle Tek weh your kettle, not a Breville I don't try too much, shit's easy I still show my man about levels [Chorus] Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Smoking that broccoli, I've got a dolly She like to play with that cocky I've got that rocky, whip it up properly I might just turn to John Gotti Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Smoking that broccoli, I've got a dolly She like to play with that cocky I've got that rocky, whip it up properly I might just turn to John Gotti Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me [Verse 2] Take these rhinos, mask and gloves when I ride I ain't tryna get a case like iPhones These fucking snitches give statements That's written in Biros Burn his skin in petrol Hope that the snitch boy die slow Bruck down a brick, that's easy Fam, I shot Os, you're a typo In a Golf Volkswagen With a Dragon, nigga, not Spyro Bitch give me head for an hour I just lay back with my eyes closed Her little sister's fucked up Bitch keeps looking through the spyhole Pretend like I never saw her Let the bitch blow like lightbulbs I wet a nigga up like lifeboats Wet a nigga up like lifeboats You don't need too much good aim With a big MAC, that's quite known Whip up the chotch in a way Left hand doing up cyclone, real badboy pon the microphone [Chorus] Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Smoking that broccoli, I've got a dolly She like to play with that cocky I've got that rocky, whip it up properly I might just turn to John Gotti Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me Smoking that broccoli, I've got a dolly She like to play with that cocky I've got that rocky, whip it up properly I might just turn to John Gotti Spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies This is how them niggas got me