Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Logan John Gordon Bolt
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
I'm spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
I might light a couple blunts in my solitude
I would get a couple blunts lit if I was you
Shining off an oz, look cleaner than some polished shoes
Grinding for this GOAT seat, don't meet me we can't rendezvous
I'm silly with these little rhymes, this heat could beat a hundred mac's
Bolt been on a pussy diet, wonder where my hungers at?
Beat the feline up, feel like I'm Thundercat with thunderclaps
I clapped so hard it sounded like a motherfucking blundergat
Homie where your honey at?
Or gonna be? I tell you I'm the one that's bringing money back
Lovely little money that's my lover i been loving that
That's bae I count her up, make sure this motherfucking blunt is wrapped
Run it back, Kush been humming, where kid cudi at?
This green is awfully strange doctor, y'all gave me a Cumber batch
Or is this shit just potent? It's absurd to keep it under wraps
No wonder they don't pass the shit, I might just light one up in class
Spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
I'm spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
You ain't never ever seen me spinning webs no
On my lonely, i been lying on this silk
Catching 'squitos I can't fit you in my schedule
Got a grip baby get yourself a hilt
I'm so quick to move in silence I don't even tell my friends no
I just keep crying, I'm crying over spilled milk
I keep composure long enough, they think I'm special
Imagine I made it, I just keep wondering how that feel
Real, I've always loved this rap shit
Thank god my brother and mother put me on
I remember elementary listening to Acid Rap
So nowadays I only aim to make your favourite song
But you don't know the words, should I still fuck with you?
Wait, I see the fake in your face, you want my greatness
Bruh that shit for the birds, I sing a fucking tune
8 years of age with some Wayne in my playlist
Spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
I'm spinning
8 legs keep them hidden
Step into my web and you might see
You like the vision
Written by: Logan John Gordon Bolt