Letras
How can I wait
Got a lot of bands, but I ain't got no bitches
My dick is in my hand, but that's none of your business
World's biggest wanker, I'm calling up Guinness
Your bitch is on her knees for me, like she's religious
Aye, they call me Yung Spinny for a reason
I spin yo' block, beat my cock, then I'm leaving
I need my gains, I eat my chicken with no seasoning
When I come home from school, I get straight to beating
The numbers mean nothin', I'm a one hit wonder
16 mil' on a song, but I still can't get her number
You're talkin' all that shit, but you still got that minimum wage
I rap about my dick, 90 bricks to my name
I've been workin' hard to expand my network
Money coming up to expand my net worth
My dick is so small, that shit lighter than a feather
When the hoes came around, I just stayed still and stood there
My Fortnite skills are godly
Her pussy is bald like the top G
I'm blowing up Nagasaki
I'm smoking all the plants, all the broccoli
Getting stoned, not talkin' tomb
Call me Travis Scott, I'm the hardest in the room
Jerk off at night, so I wake up at noon
Muslim girls be so fine, then boom
Got a lot of bands, but I ain't got no bitches
My dick is in my hand, but that's none of your business
World's biggest wanker, I'm calling up Guinness
Your bitch is on her knees for me, like she's religious
Aye, they call me Yung Spinny for a reason
I spin yo' block, beat my cock, then I'm leaving
I need my gains, I eat my chicken with no seasoning
When I come home from school, I get straight to beating
Okay, my haters told me that I'm trash
Like, shut the fuck up, my new album gon' be gas
Lil' bitch, you're talking all this shit
But I know about your secret
You're a kid selling pictures of your ass
Like damn, these hoes are really down horrendous
This is some sus activity, I can't defend this
Like damn, these hoes are really down terrible