Future - Spin The Block lyrics

[Intro: Future] Spin, spin Southside in this muhf**a They gon' come down and do it all They gon' turn back around too, they-they coming back around Atlanta to the Chi', all the way around Yeah [Chorus: Future] Spin the block, spin it one more time (all the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio goin' back to back Hanging out the window, Mac to Mac Spin the block, n***a, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, n***a, load that one more time f** the cops, n***a, spin in one more time Hit the spot, then I hit 'em one more time [Verse 1: Lil Durk] I'm a southside Inglewood n***a with a check How the f** you into with us and you ain't k** nobody yet? You was holding up diplomas, they was holding the Patek While my amigos drink Corona, we was pouring up a tec So don't ever front your rugers, we could catch you through the back And no rumours for no school, paperwork, spitting facts And they goin' off my word, only time they give it back And my brother lost that trial time, he tryna get it back (gang) We be rolling in the lobby, we be mixing it with [??] That's why they don't play with me 'cause I'm not friendly with the threats Only The Family in my eyes, I got it tatted on my neck I just took a flight to Detroit, got some head playin' Dex Got my baby mamas tripping thinking they made my life a wreck And they all thought I was tripping 'cause I said his a**'s a wreck (hoe) Got it steady [??] cash and they know their a** in debt (let's get it) In that city we doing 9, that sh** first flight to the feds They wanna k** us (k** us) Foenem geeking off them [??], they wanna drill up (drill up) I know some n***as paintin' red, doing full ups Before they talk to me, these n***as rather talk to [??] We talking to these trenches, n***as actin' like they don't hear I throw my set up with that draco 'cause we bang These n***as mad, they turned to opps 'cause they can't hang (facts) They tried to drag my name through mud 'cause they ain't gang They say they family but they don't understand my pain Told them old-heads, sit back, just don't get involved And that dope they got ain't selling, they brought fitting [??] 23, I ain't want no visits, ain't get a call Foenem put them beams on you, look like chicken pox And that gun I got, that sh** don't even come in stocks (brrah) And that n***a I call my plug, his sh** don't come in [??] And I heard my ex b**h out here bad, I heard she full of co*ks And you'd think he f** with [??], the way he flipping cars (brr) [Bridge: Lil Durk] Ooh, riding 'round with your draco (riding 'round with a draco) Ooh, riding 'round with your mask on (I'm riding 'round with my mask on) Ooh, riding 'roudn with your Glock out (I'm riding 'round with that Glock out) Ooh, shout-out n***as who gon' rock out (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, I'm riding 'round with that draco (riding 'round with that draco) Ooh, I'm riding 'round with your mask on (with my mask on) Ooh, I'm riding 'round that my check up ('round that my check up) Ooh, I'm riding 'round with your mask on (let's get it) [Chorus: Future] Spin the block, spin it one more time (all the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio goin' back to back Hanging out the window, Mac to Mac Spin the block, n***a, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, n***a, load that one more time f** the cops, n***a, spin in one more time Hit the spot, then I hit 'em one more time [Verse 2: Future] I'm a hot n***a, sound like Juvenille Hit the pot, n***a, hold the outside Off the block, where the sh** get pop-popped Bullet (brr) sprinkle, sprinkle, bodies drop, drop (brr) Every hour, there's a homicide f** the cowards, they can't come outside [??] you up the too low, ain't 'bout to let it fly n***as get out of line, gotta let it die Spin the block and spin it one more time Hit the top, hit it one more time (let's go) Spin the block, spin it one more time Drop the top, it's a Aston Martin Ask my bro, he gon' ride or die Kick our door, we go eye for eye Split the [??], blood on your mind Aventador, I can touch the sky Out of dungeons, like no dragon [??] Baby [??], get it how you live Rondo number 9, get you out of here I just turned the Gucci socks into a ski-mask I stopped dranking for a month, then I relapsed Got my hood sorted up and I don't be there (I got dawgs) Muscle chains for my n***as, what they be 'bout Give a b**h 10 G's when she leave out Here's the bullet from the stick, cut your sleeves out Going straight for the hit, then you ease out Do a U, turn, hit 'em up, then speed out Ain't no lead, just somethin' to read 'bout [Outro: Future] Spin the block, spin it one more time Hit your block, say it's man down Hit his top, hit him one more time Spin the block, hit it one more time All the way, all the way