THROW IT
Hear the shit they saying
It don't phase me
If I feed into it
I might get to acting crazy
Let's get to this money
Other shit don't entertain me
Still with all the same niggas
And I been the same nigga
Still the same homebody
Getting to the payment
I been out the way these niggas goofy shit contagious
Motion on cruise control
These niggas think that we racing
How he say he kin
He wasn't wit me in the basement
Put yo pride aside and catch a play
Be them ones who wouldn't get it
That's gon have the most to say
Finna overthink and find yourself away from getting paid
Finna miss out on an M
Cause you afraid
Karma coming to a nigga
I ain't tripping
Cause I know shit isn't fair
I stay loyal to a fault
You got my heart ain't no affair
Checks a clear
We cashing out
I make a play and say a prayer
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
Put a hunnid on a car
He been putting on a show
All for the net
That boa a fraud
If you broke den either find someone to rob or get a job
If I got a a play to put you in position throw the lob
Time to make a quick decision, is you finna roll
Or not?
Quarter 4 and I been going hard like this my only shot
Stack or starve
And I been stacking cause I used to starve a lot
Might still see me ova there
I made some distance from the block
Gotta show me how you coming
I know loyalty is rare
Tryna act like they was down when shit was bad
They wasn't there
Checks a clear
We cashing out
I make a play and say a prayer
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
I don't feel no pressure
Shit get real then shit get better
Still pop out wit all them members
I been raw since I remember
Still 4 digit ticket spending
Smoking gas to ease my temper
Step up make yo crew surrender
What you in it for?
Ratchet, boujee, classy it don't matter
All my bitches raw
Mad cause she infatuated with me
Now you tripping dawg
Due to high demand
& Paper chasing
I been missing calls
Bro done put a switch up onna back
He still won't miss at all
Bring it in and get it gone
She pull up to get it on
When it get intense
We play defense
Ain't on the fence at all
Paper to be made everywhere
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
It don't phase me
If I feed into it
I might get to acting crazy
Let's get to this money
Other shit don't entertain me
Still with all the same niggas
And I been the same nigga
Still the same homebody
Getting to the payment
I been out the way these niggas goofy shit contagious
Motion on cruise control
These niggas think that we racing
How he say he kin
He wasn't wit me in the basement
Put yo pride aside and catch a play
Be them ones who wouldn't get it
That's gon have the most to say
Finna overthink and find yourself away from getting paid
Finna miss out on an M
Cause you afraid
Karma coming to a nigga
I ain't tripping
Cause I know shit isn't fair
I stay loyal to a fault
You got my heart ain't no affair
Checks a clear
We cashing out
I make a play and say a prayer
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
Put a hunnid on a car
He been putting on a show
All for the net
That boa a fraud
If you broke den either find someone to rob or get a job
If I got a a play to put you in position throw the lob
Time to make a quick decision, is you finna roll
Or not?
Quarter 4 and I been going hard like this my only shot
Stack or starve
And I been stacking cause I used to starve a lot
Might still see me ova there
I made some distance from the block
Gotta show me how you coming
I know loyalty is rare
Tryna act like they was down when shit was bad
They wasn't there
Checks a clear
We cashing out
I make a play and say a prayer
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
I don't feel no pressure
Shit get real then shit get better
Still pop out wit all them members
I been raw since I remember
Still 4 digit ticket spending
Smoking gas to ease my temper
Step up make yo crew surrender
What you in it for?
Ratchet, boujee, classy it don't matter
All my bitches raw
Mad cause she infatuated with me
Now you tripping dawg
Due to high demand
& Paper chasing
I been missing calls
Bro done put a switch up onna back
He still won't miss at all
Bring it in and get it gone
She pull up to get it on
When it get intense
We play defense
Ain't on the fence at all
Paper to be made everywhere
We gon throw it inna air
We gon throw it
We gon throw it
We gon throw it inna air
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Writer(s): Roderick Sawyer, Lukas Melgosa
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