Spin This Coupe Song Lyrics

Grrt, baow, baow, baow
You know, O way or no way
Get right, get left or get stretched
Free the drillers ten times, you know
Fuck the other side, O, gang

Grrt, grrt, grrt, baow, baow, baow
Man done told you already
Man spin that coupe when we see an opp boy
Hop out, man beat that (baow)
See the opp block strip, man sweep that (whoosh)
Smooth criminal, Chante said she wanting more
I'ma go make an opp boy bleed, don't worry, I'ma be back (gang)
Chante bendin' over so I lean back, beat that

Gangsters to the left and my right
Keep thinking everyting nice 'til we take man's life
You coulda been a murderer, coulda been a terrorist
We don't care, we just slap these nines (whoosh)
They're all stressed cah I'm back and I'm better than ever
And this time, I'm poppin' off on them whenever the weather
Straight winnings, no L's, just me and my breddas
OFB, Farm Block, go-getters

They ain't sho like me, they ain't sho like me (nah)
Big guns, they ain't got no poles like we (sho)
You don't grab the smoke like me
Kush, spin the wheel, let me toast that yout (skrrt, skrrt)
Score on the opps, that's the usual (gang)