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Get kurtains - spinna (lyrics) ft. glaive, wido, ericdoa, one year, angelus & kuru: https://sptfy.com/6iK4 Streamkurtains - spinna (lyrics) ft. glaive, wido, ericdoa, one year, angelus & kuru:   / spinnaa   ⭐kurtains   / kurtains     / kurtains     / 1kurtains   https://open.spotify.com/artist/7b2Fb... [intro: glaive] (hi dopa) [chorus: kurtains] ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me (give me that) [verse 1: glaive] i'm not even joking when i said that i don't need her at least i got a fuckin' woman, got a glock if you wan' meet up i'm with kurtains, i'm with wido, in the back, we got a heater i'm with pposture, i'm with p4rkr, i ain't talking 'bout no peter i don't like the confrontation i'm a fan of conversations talk your shit, bro, i ain't breaking look at me, my drink, she laced it [verse 2: wido] racks in my wallet, can't fold yeah, i'm off the horse then i start to lose control yeah, he talkin' shit so we wipin' his nose they got inside me, jumping out the fourth floor 'bout to take my life, i'm going real low silver chain on me, so heavy, move slow three weapons on me, in my heart, oh no weapon on me, hit my heart, oh no [verse 3: ericdoa & kurtains] i got a game we could play, russian roulette i'm ending lives, ain't no russian, now his crew's dead yeah, these pills, they got me tired call up wido, i'm taking back cover fire (john) ayy, who's that coming? doa what you do? run away need pack-pack ándale think i'm scared? no way i'm sending bullets, both ways shut the fuck up and protect me tried to break inside of hell, but my angels wouldn't let me i got one gold bullet if you try to fucking tempt me got a couple people in my state, i know they tryna end me i cannot be friendly get them racks and plenty don't get happy endings you're stuck on pretending, yeah [chorus: kurtains] ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me [verse 4: one year] i've been going stupid, going mental lil' boy sad, you in the friend zone shiny teeth fitted in my dental fuck a studio, record in my bedroom feel like kketamine by the way i been racing don't hit my dm if you don't got payment i don't like to wait, yeah, i'm so impatient i'ma need a facelift, dior on my fragrance [verse 5: angelus] hold up, you just want a piece of me thirteen rounds in this glizzy, i ain't talking 'bout felicity talking shit all the time, lil' bro, you can't be friends with me i been up for a minute, with the gang, it's so clear to see i don't care 'bout your feelings, bro, i just want the commas everybody moving mad fun, i don't care about the drama i got hoes on my dm's, i ain't talking 'bout mo bamba all black on my fit, yeah, bro, that's my favorite color [verse 6: kuru] fuck this, i ain't fuckin' with your bullshit know you act stupid so i'm emptying a full clip on your head, i wish that i was dead 'cause i don't wanna speak at all i'm not downing the sight unless it's in my favor trying something new, i ain't fucking with the flavor yeah, you're goin' out sad, please don't try to chase her and i'm posted in a cell, i don't care 'bout good behavior [verse 7: kurtains] eyes on you, you got eyes on me shoutout quinn, ss03 with dolly, i'm with kwuzi rolling off your body (hee-hee-hee, huh?) bitch, i'm laughing 'cause you funny this made this, your this talking shit, bitch ass bitch and nothing else coming at your mouth but a glick and a dick you ain't talking when i… [chorus: kurtains] ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me ching that cunt got a spinner to his throat had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor pop, pop this pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me [outro] mommworld Contact us here: [email protected] #kurtains#spinna#spinnalyrics#lyrics#hypertunes#hyperpop