Spin Move (Feat. Saba, Smino & The Hics)

Started out a hustler Now I keep it simple, barely move a muscle Uh I was with the chicken It was hella temptin', like I'm David Ruffin Uh I come from the struggle Yeah Don't mean I'ma struggle Look Took my dreads and cut 'em Used to do the butters, now I just do better Chorus: Saba Uh, need you, yeah, they need you Flow on Mercury Ayy, I don't mean seafood It's in my gene, my DNA, then my Evisu I get the fee, send me the pay That's just the things to you Verse 2: Saba Brag about my blessings very often Like a jellyfish, I cannot get it off me Tell my grandmother that you can get the car keys Know my niggas got me, if they ever try me G-Star with the high cuff, yeah She say my dick is to die for, yeah We are not doin' no cyphers, no We in the booth with the white chalk Chorus: Saba Ayy, need you, yeah, they need you Ayy, need you Ayy, ooh, yeah Need you, yeah, they need you Verse 3: Bas I'm high off altitude, I had to do this shit to free me Was shackled by the lack of action, I'm a loaded gun Apply my aptitude to raps and now my family see me on the TV Got me feelin' like I'm momma's favorite son Lampin' with this foreign chick, she look like Nefertiti She spoke about her summer travels and how far she come She climbed up Machu Picchu, lookin' for herself But really found that does not limit what you could become None Oh Leave the past where it really happened Half the time you was really cappin' Other half you was learnin' somethin' That in ya' eyes I could see the passion Greener pastures, to see ya' blessings is hard enough I see ya' glasses all foggin' up Chorus: Saba & Smino Ayy, need you, yeah, they need you Ayy, need you Ayy, ooh, yeah Need you, yeah, they need you Turn me up, turn me up Verse 4: Smino I got a thing for checks Oh-oh Check off a list of things I got, shit I got a thing for sex Oh-oh I got a thing for seein' the text before I read it back, dyslexic Oh-oh I got a thing later on, I'ma probably can't even hit you back, shit I got a thing for you and I guess you can't really get into that ish Complicated like a carrot and Nana, got that thang in my whip I got that bitch so bad you'll cry for me if she ever did dip Ooh, Ceviche, fuck what he say Me, her, her we do that threeway, okay, okay Free bass, we charge for treble Heat up and tip the kettle She want the tea on me Her lip done touched my bezel Fuck 'round and juke the devil Bridge Spin move Spin move Spin move Verse 5: Roxane Dayette of The Hics Midnight in the dark, I'm with your body Is it cool if I end it Let me know if it's alright Always cooler in midnight In the dark I'm with your body Is it cool if I end it Let me know if it's alright Oh, you're a blessing How could you forget this In every way you tell me, I'm okay When you know I'm not You know I'm not You know I'm not You know I'm not, yeah