Lil Durk feat. Future – Spin The Block (Official Video)

Lyrics for “Spin The Block” performed by Lil Durk feat. Future

Spin the block, spin it one more time
Got the drop on you, sittin’ outside
Me and Durkio go back to back
Hangin’ out the window, Mac to Mac
Spin the block, n**ga, spin it one more time
Unload that Glock, n**ga, load that one more time
F**k them cops, n**ga, spin it one more time
Hit the spot then I’m hittin’ it one more time

I’m a southside Englewood n**ga with a check
How the f**k you into it with us and you ain’t kill nobody yet
You was holdin’ up diplomas, they was holdin’ a Patek
While my migos drink Corona, we was pourin’ up the Tech
So don’t ever front your move, ’cause Booka catch you through the back
Ain’t no rumors for no school, paperwork, spittin’ facts
And they goin’ off my word, only time they give it back
And my brother lost that trial time, he tryna give it back

We be rollin’ in the lobby, we be mixin’ it with flats
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
While my baby mamas trippin’ thinkin’ they made my life a wreck
And they all thought I was tripping ’cause I said his ass a wreck
Why they steady ask for cash, and they know their ass in debt
In that city we doing 9, that s**t first flight to the feds

They wanna kill us, foenem geekin’ off them dots
They wanna drill up, I know some n**gas payin’ rent, doin’ fill ups
Before they talk to me, these n**gas rather talk to pillows
We talkin’ to these trenches, n**gas act like they don’t hear
I throw my set up with that draco ’cause we bang
These n**gas mad, they turned to opps ’cause they can’t hang
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 sellin’, they brought fentanyl
23 and 1, no visits, I ain’t get a call
Foenem put them beams on you, look like chicken pox
And that gun I got, that s**t don’t even come in stocks
And that n**ga I call my plug, his s**t don’t come in rocks
And I heard my ex-b**ch out here bad, I heard she full of c0cks
And you’d think he f**k with Craig, the way he flippin’ cars

Ooh, ridin’ ’round with your draco
Ooh, ridin’ ’round with your mask on
Ooh, ridin’ ’round with your Glock out
Ooh, shout-out n**gas who gon’ rock out
Ooh, I ride around with that draco
Ooh, I ride around with my mask on
Ooh, I ride around my check up
Ooh, I ride around with my mask on

Spin the block, spin it one more time
Got the drop on you, sittin’ outside
Me and Durkio go back to back
Hangin’ out the window, Mac to Mac
Spin the block, n**ga, spin it one more time
Unload that Glock, n**ga, load that one more time
F**k them cops, n**ga, spin it one more time
Hit the spot then I’m hittin’ it one more time

I’m a hot n**ga, sound like Juvenile
Hit the pot, n**ga, hold the other side
Off that block, where the s**t get pop-popped
Bullet brr, sprinkle, sprinkle, bodies drop, drop
Every hour, there’s a homicide
F**k them cowards, they can’t come outside
Soon as you up the tool, oh, ain’t ’bout to let it fly
N**gas 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
Spin the block, spin it one more time
Drop the top, it’s a Aston Martin
Ask my Zoe, he gon’ ride or die
Kick a door, we go eye for eye
Split the goal, blood on your mind
Aventador, I can touch the sky

Out of dungeons, like no dragon fears
Baby gangster, get it how you live
RondoNumbaNine, get you out of here
I just turned the Gucci socks to a ski-mask
I stopped drankin’ for a month, then I relapsed
Got my hood sewed up and I don’t be there
Bought some chains for my n**gas, what they be ’bout
Give a b**ch 10 Gs when she leave out

Catch 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

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…

➤ Produced by ATL Jacob
Album: Signed To The Streets 3
Lil Durk & Future 2018

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