Spin the block in that
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come (Hmm)
Look, my bitch she a shopper
Dripped down in designer
I came for the watches, she looking at diamonds
Bitch I'm not about to wife ya (Nope)
You gone have to dead that
What goes around comes around, my bitch she ain't come back
Out in cali I smoke that, out in bomton with no strap
We was moving like three deep, met a white bitch did a dab
You bring your bitch around the wolves, we gone slaughter that (Bnb)
I call vice, yo that bitch need a quarter pack
We moving grimmie like machines that don't give quarters back
I took you shopping with me once, she don't know how to act (Chill girl)
I told her after I hit this blunt ima blow her back
No time to cuddle bitch, right back to the bag
Shorty keep blowing up my phone, and I ain't even get to kill yet
Constantly texting me for the dope, but never once got dough to pass
Guess her throat gotta pay for that
These some of the things I be going thru
A hunnit percent of these bitches be cuffing but always wanna know
When I'm coming thru
On the moped or the beamer (Yea)
Hit the l for the w
Please don't sleep on the kid, no he's not a dreamer (Dreamer)
He know he gone live comfortable
If life a bitch I wanna see her (See her)
Hurd a few of my dawgs got caught up, shit I just wanna kick my feet up
Might leave her with a kid (Yea)
She addicted to the kid
Shit really got me dead (Yea)
Chill I just wanna live
It's like I can't tell my left from right
The way I walk straight up on a bitch
And she just got engaged just yesterday, but her eyes can't leave the wrist
Spin the block in that jag, dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link me
Spin the block in that (Huh)
Dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link
Bnb Wolfpack - Links (feat. KgTheGuru & Ohdie Vice) Lyrics
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Spin the block in that
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come (Hmm)
Look, my bitch she a shopper
Dripped down in designer
I came for the watches, she looking at diamonds
Bitch I'm not about to wife ya (Nope)
You gone have to dead that
What goes around comes around, my bitch she ain't come back
Out in cali I smoke that, out in bomton with no strap
We was moving like three deep, met a white bitch did a dab
You bring your bitch around the wolves, we gone slaughter that (Bnb)
I call vice, yo that bitch need a quarter pack
We moving grimmie like machines that don't give quarters back
I took you shopping with me once, she don't know how to act (Chill girl)
I told her after I hit this blunt ima blow her back
No time to cuddle bitch, right back to the bag
Shorty keep blowing up my phone, and I ain't even get to kill yet
Constantly texting me for the dope, but never once got dough to pass
Guess her throat gotta pay for that
These some of the things I be going thru
A hunnit percent of these bitches be cuffing but always wanna know
When I'm coming thru
On the moped or the beamer (Yea)
Hit the l for the w
Please don't sleep on the kid, no he's not a dreamer (Dreamer)
He know he gone live comfortable
If life a bitch I wanna see her (See her)
Hurd a few of my dawgs got caught up, shit I just wanna kick my feet up
Might leave her with a kid (Yea)
She addicted to the kid
Shit really got me dead (Yea)
Chill I just wanna live
It's like I can't tell my left from right
The way I walk straight up on a bitch
And she just got engaged just yesterday, but her eyes can't leave the wrist
Spin the block in that jag, dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link me
Spin the block in that (Huh)
Dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come (Hmm)
Look, my bitch she a shopper
Dripped down in designer
I came for the watches, she looking at diamonds
Bitch I'm not about to wife ya (Nope)
You gone have to dead that
What goes around comes around, my bitch she ain't come back
Out in cali I smoke that, out in bomton with no strap
We was moving like three deep, met a white bitch did a dab
You bring your bitch around the wolves, we gone slaughter that (Bnb)
I call vice, yo that bitch need a quarter pack
We moving grimmie like machines that don't give quarters back
I took you shopping with me once, she don't know how to act (Chill girl)
I told her after I hit this blunt ima blow her back
No time to cuddle bitch, right back to the bag
Shorty keep blowing up my phone, and I ain't even get to kill yet
Constantly texting me for the dope, but never once got dough to pass
Guess her throat gotta pay for that
These some of the things I be going thru
A hunnit percent of these bitches be cuffing but always wanna know
When I'm coming thru
On the moped or the beamer (Yea)
Hit the l for the w
Please don't sleep on the kid, no he's not a dreamer (Dreamer)
He know he gone live comfortable
If life a bitch I wanna see her (See her)
Hurd a few of my dawgs got caught up, shit I just wanna kick my feet up
Might leave her with a kid (Yea)
She addicted to the kid
Shit really got me dead (Yea)
Chill I just wanna live
It's like I can't tell my left from right
The way I walk straight up on a bitch
And she just got engaged just yesterday, but her eyes can't leave the wrist
Spin the block in that jag, dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link me
Spin the block in that (Huh)
Dark tints can't see me
They telling me life is a bitch
Well tell her friends come link
Writer: Kory Godfrey, Vincent Catty
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid