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global spinning - g herbo lyrics

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[intro: g herbo]
(when you see us, you know we mean business)
you know that, gang sh*t, every time
everything a go, man, it’s forever a go
it’s forever a green on our end
sh*t gon’ go through, racked up, sacked up
savage life, though
that’s all we know, on bro
g herbo, big g herbo, swerv

[verse 1: g herbo & babydrill]
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 f*ck around, slide and get you a check (yeah)
nicknamed an opp “paralyzed,” caught two to the spine and two to the nеck (bah, bah)
i been on my side, where you was at?
i’m f*ckin’ ’round, drivin’ thе two*door ‘vette
whoever in traffic, you know we like that
pull on the right side, make a wreck
had a shoe box 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)
[verse 2: 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, b*tch, we overlap (yeah)
huh, name a n*gga who went against 4l and they ain’t meet they f*ckin’ casket
hood gangster at heart, n*gga, portrayin’ the image
n*gga runnin’ from smoke, get caught like ricky
b*tch, i’m four for four with this glock, no witnesses
definition of stand on business
shh, tryna get it out of the street with this rap, but the rap game full of b*tches (b*tch ass)
huh, i just bought thirty guns and fifty bags, i fed my trenches
different breed, piped up all the k!llers and n*ggas who scored with me (piped up)
hood mvp, drill was out here slidin’ and walkin’ around with all these millions (babydrill)

[verse 3: g herbo]
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 (ayy, go)

[verse 4: babydrill]
this drac’ and glock sound great together, call lil’ drill “the chemist” (chemist)
four young n*ggas in the hot box, ridin’ with hot glocks, tryna catch the k!ller (hot sh*t)
n*gga hot hit with that hot sh*t, 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
[verse 5: g herbo]
catch him a vic’ real quick, backdoor him with a b*tch ’cause he act like a b*tch do (b*tch)
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

[verse 6: babydrill]
hold on, swerv
huh, a tag team, .223 went through his temple (.223)
hollow eat right through his liver
b*tch, i keep lead on me, i ain’t talkin’ pencil
spoke on the dead, now he dead, b*tch, we don’t play ’bout members (b*tch)
heard they want my head, b*tch, i ain’t scared, b*tch, i went global spinnin’

[outro]
(when you see us, you know we mean business)

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