Текст Kid Ink – 360

I tell em
360 x3
See the room spinnin round
360 x3

Kid Ink:
I know you see it go around
Money full circle
Blunt in full circles
Smoking on that color purple
On the beat I go silly real ugly mothafucka
Bitches love that I’m a rapper but she know I ain’t a sucka
360
Look might break your neck
Everybody double take know I’m late on set
Got a pocket full of green faces like gumbi
Bout to take another round call it 720
Headed to the club gonna close in an hour
1 0 1 eastbound and down Kenny Powers
I just took off, face look sour
I could hear em scream my name like alvin
I am just sitting back reclined like calvin
High you can see it in my eyes like salmon
Doin way passed 60
Girl I think you just missed me

Chorus:
360 x3

Meek Mill:
I say what goes around comes around
360
When it comes to bad bitches I keep three with me
One to fuck me good
One to suck me good
One that ride hard hold the work tuck it good
Only thing I wish I wish a mother fucker would
I am living life and get money like I fucking should
I am on another level that make you understood
Oh you ain’t understanding
Nigga I am megan good
360
We make them 360
Popcorn looking like a box of rice krispies
If I don’t make a rap, shit the feds gonna get me
Cause I’m a keep shining on these haters until they hit me
100 thousand dollar cat 20 dollars bills bitch I will be on that real shit
Trying to chase some mill shit
Just came back from Hollywood ill will to Will Smith
Right back to the hood where my goons just kill shit

Chorus:
360 x3
See the room spin around
360 x3
Watch the money falling down
360 x3
Baby turn that ass around
360 x4

Kid Ink:
I said bitch I’m the bomb, everything hundreds
Bout to take another round call in 900
Call me when you sitten home alone like macaulay
Bout to leave the club I don’t know where the fuck the sun is
See me speeding threw the city like we racing in the summit
I ball mite cross over hop step dunk it
360
Leave a hoe open in the fast break
Why you think yo girl ain’t called since the last date
(Ughh)
I’m gone, backspace poppin rozay
Redd caffe
Bunch of bitches on they tippy toes like ballet
Smokin all day have a eighth in the ash tray
Get ah good hit of this feeling like a face lift
I don’t recycle motha fucka I’m wasted
I got a head like Gina
And my bitch got ah ass like Trina
So I tell em

Chorus:
360 x3
See the room spin around
360 x3
Watch the money falling down
360 x3
Baby turn that ass around
360 x4