Throwitback! (feat. Wavehi)
Shawty throw it back 'til she achin' (yuh)
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (aye, okay)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (yuh)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin' (Pasta, wait)
I'm with my nigga Pasta, and I'm bakin'
Hit yo' lil' bitch from the back, and I break it (wha'?)
Top me up so good, I tell that bitch on vacation (yuh)
Grimy ass nigga, like a serpent, I'm snakin' (what?)
I don't ever run that bitch, I'm runnin' get my funding up (yuh)
Take her to the crib, I'm with yo' bitch, I'm 'bout to fuck it up (uh)
Worryin' 'bout these bands, I'm really tryna get my budget up (shut)
She be all up on my dick, I think your lil' bitch wanna suck it up
Okay, she suck the dick on my payday (ew)
I got my AK, smash it, no melee (uh)
Ice and I want it, I tell that bitch I don't need her (yuh)
I use her up, she gon' eat her, I hit that bitch, she a cheater (okay)
Shawty throw it back 'til she achin' (she a thot)
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (yuh)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (okay)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin' (bitch)
I'm with my nigga Pasta, and I'm bakin' (okay)
Hit yo' lil' bitch from the back, and I break it (yuh)
Top me up so good, I tell that bitch on vacation (yeah)
Grimy ass nigga, like a serpent, I'm snakin' (okay)
G-G-Gucci on my chest, certified rack (pussy)
Posted with my snakes, serpentile, we're the trapnecks
Hit him in the chest, I die, I bought a turtleneck
Think it's 'bout time I let it go while you freezin' shit
Hip-hop Vader with the ice, no Elsa (brah)
David askin' me to get a price, but I'm a seller (non')
Sup, boy? I hit him in-neck like Pelgrunt
Copycats is cliche, bye, bye, then you night to it (soap)
You ain't gettin' on the strap, you ain't like us!
Always suckin' up to baby, you ain't righteous!
Tells me, pull up where you at, 'cause I'm righteous
And I left for them time, bitch, I'm really smooth (uh)
I kill the beat and I put that bitch in a coffin
I run this shit, so, no joggin'
I fuck your bitch when you're talkin'
I'm in her mouth, and I'm doggin'
I got Corona, I'm coughin'
Like chicken nuggets, I'm saucin'
He think he hard, then I off him, okay
Shawty throw it back 'til she achin'
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (yuh)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (okay)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin'
Bitch
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (aye, okay)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (yuh)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin' (Pasta, wait)
I'm with my nigga Pasta, and I'm bakin'
Hit yo' lil' bitch from the back, and I break it (wha'?)
Top me up so good, I tell that bitch on vacation (yuh)
Grimy ass nigga, like a serpent, I'm snakin' (what?)
I don't ever run that bitch, I'm runnin' get my funding up (yuh)
Take her to the crib, I'm with yo' bitch, I'm 'bout to fuck it up (uh)
Worryin' 'bout these bands, I'm really tryna get my budget up (shut)
She be all up on my dick, I think your lil' bitch wanna suck it up
Okay, she suck the dick on my payday (ew)
I got my AK, smash it, no melee (uh)
Ice and I want it, I tell that bitch I don't need her (yuh)
I use her up, she gon' eat her, I hit that bitch, she a cheater (okay)
Shawty throw it back 'til she achin' (she a thot)
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (yuh)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (okay)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin' (bitch)
I'm with my nigga Pasta, and I'm bakin' (okay)
Hit yo' lil' bitch from the back, and I break it (yuh)
Top me up so good, I tell that bitch on vacation (yeah)
Grimy ass nigga, like a serpent, I'm snakin' (okay)
G-G-Gucci on my chest, certified rack (pussy)
Posted with my snakes, serpentile, we're the trapnecks
Hit him in the chest, I die, I bought a turtleneck
Think it's 'bout time I let it go while you freezin' shit
Hip-hop Vader with the ice, no Elsa (brah)
David askin' me to get a price, but I'm a seller (non')
Sup, boy? I hit him in-neck like Pelgrunt
Copycats is cliche, bye, bye, then you night to it (soap)
You ain't gettin' on the strap, you ain't like us!
Always suckin' up to baby, you ain't righteous!
Tells me, pull up where you at, 'cause I'm righteous
And I left for them time, bitch, I'm really smooth (uh)
I kill the beat and I put that bitch in a coffin
I run this shit, so, no joggin'
I fuck your bitch when you're talkin'
I'm in her mouth, and I'm doggin'
I got Corona, I'm coughin'
Like chicken nuggets, I'm saucin'
He think he hard, then I off him, okay
Shawty throw it back 'til she achin'
Shawty in the crib, throw it back while she naked (yuh)
If I want it, and you got it, I can take it (okay)
Worry 'bout yourself, not these bands that I'm makin'
Bitch
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Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, Wave Hi
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