Testo Global Spinning - G Herbo feat. BabyDrill
Testo della canzone Global Spinning (G Herbo feat. BabyDrill), tratta dall'album Big Swerv
(When you see us, you know we mean business)
You know that, gang shit, every time
Everything a go, man, it's forever a go
It's forever a green on our end
Shit gon' go through, racked up, sacked up
Savage life, though
That's all we know, on bro
G Herbo, big G Herbo, Swerv
Real gangster, you know that (you know that)
We don't act tough on the 'net
We don't coexist with rats
And we ride 'til it go flat
I know savages rich and they flex
You fuck around, slide and get you a check (yeah)
Nicknamed an opp "Paralyzed," caught two to the spine and two to the nеck (bow, bow)
I been on my side, where you was at?
I'm fuckin' 'round, drivin' thе two-door 'Vette
Whoever in traffic, you know we like that
Pull on the right side, make a wreck
Had a shoebox in my mama house, like fifty thou' and a baby TEC
Had another hundred tied in with rap, and another two hundred we could go collect (go get it)
I ain't even talkin' 'bout rap, talkin' 'bout rap, my brother, we was still trappin'
He was doin' all that yappin', saw him out in public and we clapped him (boom)
I'm in Cali good, gettin' rich, the streets was a distraction
I just made like one-point-five off Instagram and copy captions (Swerv)
Don't even think I'm bappin'
Told BabyDrill I'm big 4L, too much blood for a napkin
We up, forever lastin' (BabyDrill)
I dropped the Lego in the Drac', turned to automatic
If rap don't work, pickin' up that fire, hoppin' out the backseat, young crew blastin'
They start the war, I end the war, bitch, we overlap (yeah)
Huh, name a nigga who went against 4L, and they ain't meet they fuckin' casket
Hood gangster at heart, nigga, portrayin' the image
Nigga runnin' from smoke, get caught like Ricky
Bitch, I'm four for four with this Glock, no witnesses
Definition of stand on business (Swerv)
Shh, tryna get it out of the street with this rap, but the rap game full of bitches (bitch ass)
Huh, I just bought thirty guns and fifty bags, I fed my trenches
Different breed, piped up all the killers and niggas who scored with me (piped up)
Hood MVP, Drill was out here slidin' and walkin' around with all these millions (BabyDrill)
Blew a ticket right in the trenches like, yeah, you don't know the feelin'
Lil' bro in the back of the 'Lac with a fully, trailin' me in a four-door Bentley
I still might fly to the 'Raq, and I'm totin' the strap in my grandma kitchen
Same house like 2013, used to pop out itchin' to go on a mission (ay, go)
This Drac' and Glock sound great together, call lil' Drill "The Chemist" (chemist)
Four young niggas in the hot box, ridin' with hot Glocks, tryna catch the killer (hot shit)
Nigga hot hit with that hot shit, prayin' they hit, bye-bye, 5.56, they missed him
Every kiss begin with a K, mwah, watch how, watch how this Kel-Tec come kiss him
Catch him a vic' real quick, backdoor him with a bitch 'cause he act like a bitch do (bitch)
Soon as he slip, run up, let off a switch and rip through his tissue (grrah)
Hop in, skrrt off in the whip, he knowin' it's official
I'm tryna give him .448s, he want some 7.62s
Hold on, Swerv
Huh, a tag team, .223 went through his temple (.223)
Hollow eat right through his liver (hollow)
Bitch, I keep lead on me, I ain't talkin' pencil
Spoke on the dead, now he dead, bitch, we don't play 'bout members (bitch)
Heard they want my head, bitch, I ain't scared, bitch, I went global spinnin'
(When you see us, you know we mean business)
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Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Deandre Woods, Pierre Simpson
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