

(uh-huh) (yeah, yeah)
Why they come up on me like that
I'll pop off like shit
Off they look like spun job
(pop off, yeah)
They stepping to the left,
stepping to the right
We don't do no talking when we focus on the fight Caught
'em spinning out, yeah they losing all their light
Now they running in the dark out of sight
Looking at the board
and they see the score
We don't want the games,
we just want the war
(watch out)
Why they come up on me like that
I'll pop off like shit
Off they look like spun job
(pop off,
yeah) Spinning like a wheel,
spun job indeed We moving at a pace that they never could
exceed No time for the fakers,
we just planted the seed
And we watch 'em all scatter with speed
Yeah, they spun out
They look like spun job (hahaha)