Spinners & Shotguns - Carns Hill, SOUTHSIDE jb

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 Ray, don

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

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

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

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