Spin the Block Like a Fan

Look, when I come through spin the block like a fan Boy talk crazy, leave 'em stomped like a pan (G-G-Goth—) Dolce & Gabbana, my feet cost a band I'm somewhere slidin' anything and I'm sprayin' When I come through spin the block like a fan Boy talk crazy, leave 'em stomped like a pan (G-G-Go—) Dolce & Gabbana, my feet cost a band (Goth Money Records) I'm somewhere slidin' anything and I'm sprayin' Post like a light pole, I bleed like a vamp Gen4 Glock on me with no jam Love the way you bend it over, let me see your stance Love the way you bend it over, see your tramp stamp When I come through spin the block like a fan Boy talk crazy, leave 'em stomped like a pan Dolce & Gabbana, my feet cost a band I'm somewhere slidin' anything and I'm sprayin' Turn this shit up, bitch, I'm going Super Saiyan Boy talk crazy, leave 'em stomped like a pan I'm booted, I'm geeked, bitch, I'm booted out the roof I'm geeked like a nerd and on my wave you can't surf She like, "Rari why your words so slurred?" Bitch, I'm from the sticks where they barely can talk Hop out the coupe, know my crows, they gon' stalk Big body movin' on you like a cow It's-it's-it's Glime Season