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