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Spring Winds (feat. 6Ix$Hooter)

Rainspire

Hip-Hop/Rap

2 Shazams

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spring winds (feat. 6ix$hooter)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Shane Light
Matthew Shane Light
Songwriter
Gabriel Dean Barlin
Gabriel Dean Barlin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Open the deck for the heat that I pack Bitch, no shit, want a piece of the rack Paid for the speedo, I'ma use the whole tach She got pretty eyes, I'ma make 'em roll back Spittin' this shit, on grind day one Not for the guap bitch, I do it for fun Figures I get, I be second to none Bitch I come through and I hit it and run Ay this beat, spring winds real devious Off my shit, I'm next, you're previous You go for bitches, that's lookin' real tedious I go for ladies, I make it look easiest Gonna hit a lick, I be on this shit nightly Cravin' this dick, you gon ask politely Counterproposal until the bitch bite me I'ma keep sinnin' and god gon' smite me Ay lil mama, what pills you takin' Gettin' the bag, I bring home the bacon Go with the flow, it's godforsaken No heartbreakin', only leg shakin' Boom to the tomb, manifesto Chillin in France, no future retro Like Sean Sellers I be chillin on death row Freestyle train like bars on the metro Style on file for a while it's dope Seein' her titties, they covered in soap Tall Benz rides, man I feel like the pope Hittin' civilians, I took off the scope Dont like my team then I put you to rest Hard pill to swallow, not hard to digest She puttin' my hand all up on her breast Got it, done did it, I finished the quest Baby go open up the gate Stacking up bread on my plate Feel like Superman, need a cape Need a badass bitch like Rey She sippin' on me like I'm cola Do what I say, yeah, she been like a soldier Feel like I'm curry, I been had my floater I talk to her good make her think that I'm older Hunnid bands in my pocket I don't fuck with people, understand I don't drop it She play me like a bop it I don't want a ring baby, I am not a hobbit I'm like 'damn, what a topic' Looking at me up and down, like she ain't gone stop it Take you down to the tropics Now we riding waves baby, I ain't gone flop it Open the deck for the heat that I pack Bitch, no shit, want a piece of the rack Paid for the speedo, I'ma use the whole tach She got pretty eyes, I'ma make 'em roll back Spittin' this shit, on grind day one Not for the guap bitch, I do it for fun Figures I get, I be second to none Bitch I come through and I hit it and run Open the deck for the heat that I pack Bitch, no shit, want a piece of the rack Paid for the speedo, I'ma use the whole tach She got pretty eyes, I'ma make 'em roll back Spittin' this shit, on grind day one Not for the guap bitch, I do it for fun Figures I get, I be second to none Bitch I come through and I hit it and run
Writer(s): Gabriel Dean Barlin, Matthew Shane Light Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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