360

[Intro: Kid Ink] Yeah, I tell 'em money on, huh [Chorus: Kid Ink] I tell 'em 360, 360, 360 See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360 Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360 Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360 [Verse 1: Kid Ink] I know you see it go around, money full circle Blunt in full circle, smoking on that colour purple On the beat I go silly, real ugly motherfucker Bitches love that I'm a rapper but she know I ain't a sucker 360, look might break your neck Everybody double take now I'm late on set Got a pocket full of green, faces like Gumbee 'Bout to take another round call it 720 Headed to the club going close in an hour One on one on, East bound and down Kenny Powers I just took off face look sour, I can here 'em screaming my name like Alvin I'm just sitting back recline like Calvin High you can see it in my eyes like Simon Going way past 60 Girl I think you just missed me [Chorus: Kid Ink] I tell 'em 360, 360, 360 See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360 Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360 Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360 [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Yo 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 to ride hard, hold the work tuck it good Only thing I wish, I wish a motherfucker would I'm living life and getting money like I fucking should I'm on another level, that make you understood Oh you ain't understanding, nigga I am making good 360, we make 'em 360 Popcorn looking like a box of rice crispy If I don't make the record shit the feds gonna get me Cause I'm gonna keep shining on these haters 'til they hit me 100 thousand dollars cash, $20 bills bitch, I be on that real shit Tryna chase a mill shit Just came back from Hollywood and Ill Will, the Will Smith Right back to the hood with my goons tryna kill shit [Chorus: Kid Ink] I tell 'em 360, 360, 360 See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360 Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360 Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360 [Verse 3: Kid Ink] I said bitch I'm the bomb, everything hunneds 'Bout to take another round call it 9-hunned Call me when you sitting home alone like Mc Culkin 'Bout to leave the club but I don't know where the fuck the sun is See me speeding through the city like we racing in a summit I ball, might crossover, hop step, dunk it 360, leave the hole open in a fast break Why you think yo girl ain't call since the last date? Huh, I'm gone, backspace I've been rozay red, cafe Bunch of bitches on they tippi toes like ballet Smoking all day, have an eight in the ashtray Get it good, hit it's feeling like a facelift I don't recycle motherfucker I'm wasted I got a head like Gena And my bitch got an ass like Trina [Chorus: Kid Ink] I tell 'em 360, 360, 360 See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360 Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360 Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360