Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spin , by - Angelo Mota. Release date: 06.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Spin |
| Spin the block till you nauseous |
| Spin the block till you car sick |
| Sick of being cautious |
| Sleeping with a martian |
| Still can’t walk up in my crib without a charger |
| I woke up and we was dying from the cartridge |
| I was drowning just to try and make it farther |
| Lost 100 times tryna be an artist |
| Feeling small but the doctor say he taller |
| I been getting high since they used to mark it |
| With the pencil, feel like garbage |
| I can’t think about it long, it’s alarming |
| Ain’t a damn thing I ain’t got my arm in |
| Keep my eyes to the floor but it’s charming |
| All this pressure on me feeling like a harness |
| Pull me back to keep from heaving on the carpet |
| Put me back motherfucker I just started |
| Know they smell it all the sharks in a frenzy |
| Blood in the water tryna end me |
| I hate it when they swim past me friendly |
| I hate it when they rip at my belly |
| I hate it when they grin, boy don’t tempt me |
| I come for your neck if they send me |
| Tear down 95 off the bennies |
| Spin the block till you nauseous |
| Spin the block till you car sick |
| Sick of being cautious |
| Sleeping with a martian |
| Still can’t walk up in my crib without a charger |
| I woke up and we was dying from the cartridge |
| I was drowning just to try and make it farther |
| Lost 100 times tryna be an artist |
| Oh my god, mami ven pa ca |
| Si tu te vas, me voy a matar |
| You too hot, yeah you all I got |
| Sike nah, you really thought |
| Imma take my time, if I’m on the clock |
| Can’t come to my block, no puedes visitar |
| I took this really far, I still ain’t seeing stars |
| Still might be in park, still might need a spark |
| Respirar, bitch I got the sauce |
| If I take a loss, I ain’t never lost |
| Pele with the cross, pray you never cross |
| You say you a boss, yeah you smoking moss |
| Must be something off, way too many thoughts |
| Can’t wait till I’m off, she gon' lick it soft |
| Careful where you walk, can’t see me at all |
| You gon' feel the salt, you gon' feel it all, yeah |
| Spin the block till you nauseous |
| Spin the block till you car sick |
| Sick of being cautious |
| Sleeping with a martian |
| Still can’t walk up in my crib without a charger |
| I woke up and we was dying from the cartridge |
| I was drowning just to try and make it farther |
| Lost 100 times tryna be an artist |