full throttle

Full throttle

Yuh!

Yuh

Yuh

Full throttle
Third coast do the most, freak hoes gettin down with the show
Run up cause she low, act like a ghost how they freak when I sh-
Solo to the party, flippin cups how I run up with dos
Sand replacin the road, we gettin some action no traction control
Traditional with the matches, you get a backwood right to the nose
Takin tokes don't be askin, shit it get handled all in the smoke
Highs and lows how it happens, wrap around hands how my homies get roped
Brought in here as a bastard, fed all the cans but I crushed em and sold
Turn a bitch on the mattress askin me why I don't man up and choke?
Prefer to stay outta bad shit, just how it happens I got no choice
Pray that God gets me sane
Know that there's power locked up in these waves, yeah
Oh lord forgive me cause I'm turnin the volume up I'm gonna rage

Bass yeah
Bring the bass
I'm gonna rage
I'm gonna rage



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Writer(s): T C
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