Drake & 21 Savage – Spin Bout U Lyrics

[Intro: 21 Savage]
You gotta motherf**king feel this sh*t, boy
(BanBwoi)
Woah

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
I got feelings for you
Hope you ain’t loving the crew
How many bodies you got?
Pray it ain’t more than a few
Know that you dealt with some lames
When you was young and in school
He had to pop your cherry
But I got it wet like a pool
She got a new G-Wag’
She wanna hit Highlight Room and show it off
Got a new body, girl, show it off
This a Brazilian, I know it’s soft
Toned up and she got a six-pack
Look like she used to play volleyball
American Express, you can have it all
Code to the safe, you can have it all
F**k your main page, what’s your Finsta?
I wanna know the real you
You started dancing to pay your tuition
Girl, I wanna know what you been through
You want a boutique or you wanna sell hair
Just let me know what you into
If you out in public and he want your number
Just tеll him, “My n**ga’ll spin you”

[Chorus: Drake]
The way you make me feel thеse days
Something getting dry for you, baby girl
Smoke a n**ga top for you, baby girl
Burn somebody block for you
The way you make me feel these days
Coming out my body for you, baby girl
Wipe him like he snotty for you, baby girl
Coming out my body for you

[Verse 2: Drake]
Damn, just turned on the news and seen that men
Who never got pu**y in school
Are making laws about what women can do
I gotta protect ya, I’m a made man
Tied in, all the way, baby
So I gotta respect ya
N**gas put hands on you in the past
Insecure because your body is pressure
Four words when I think about them is crusty
Musty, dusty, rusty
Eight words when I think about us is f**k me
F**k me, f**k me, f**k me
Disrespect ya and I’ll smack them
The texts that you send in captions
The videos we got ever leak
We going viral or going platinum
Don’t worry about your friend’s story
When I had her alone
She gone try and put some extras on it
Take you out of your zone
You know how it goes
When they can’t get a reservation up in Carbone
They gone tell you it’s a chill night
Tell you how they’d rather stay home, yeah
Jealous-a*s h*es, yeah
And I know what I said about being in Vogue
But just like that R&B group from the ’90s
Girl, one call, I’ll get you in Vogue
One call, you in runway shows
One call, I’m sitting front row
One wrong call from your ex
N**ga saying dumb sh*t’ll get him sent home
One call and my n**gas ten toes
Down to go wherever I say go
Even if we gotta travel ‘cross the globe
Down to take you to the end of the road, for real

[Chorus: Drake]
The way you make me feel these days
Something getting dry for you, baby girl
Smoke a n**ga top for you, baby girl
Burn somebody block for you
The way you make me feel these days
Coming out my body for you, baby girl
Wipe him like he snotty for you, baby girl
Coming out my body for you

[Outro]
Want ya, I want-want ya
Oh, your loving so deep (Feeling so deep)
Want ya, I want-want ya
Give me your loving (Feeling so deep)