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that action
Get my bread for that lil feature this shit really practice
Ya heard me
Stick to me no cactus
I might throw a sludgy if I'm really feeling

over again

It makes me want to choke
They spin me and throw me like a yo-yo
They do tricks with me and you know
They yank me around like a yo-yo
It

boutta eat at
(I'm high)
Gotta keep believing can't throw in the
Damn (uh)
Gotta keep believing can't throw
In the towel thankful that I'm breathing so
For

at his head, he froze up
(Huh?) ayy, put that lil' boy for a show
He ain't show up (Ha)
Ayy, high off this Perc' fifteen
Finna throw up (Come on)
Ayy,

moving too cautious
Blame it on me, I'm honest
I ain't really tryna cut corners

Way you throw it back, it remind me of
All them other times that we never

got exactly what you came for
I like 'em cute, slim, thick
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Look like a fucking fitness model
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You can throw away

the
Torn-up skin I'm living in, ah

I don't trust these thoughts of mine
If I'm not dead, I'm half alive
I cast a shadow on the wall
Light throws a monster 10

It's easy to feel safe
When there's nothing to prove

Set me on fire throw me away
I'd rather feel this than nothing
I know how to be afraid call me

clear through
Uh, niggas violatin' then gotta go (Uh, huh)
Papi throw my bricks, I tell ‘em adios
Give it the hood and then I gotta ghost
Two niggas owe

need ya to dance

I need ya to throw it and throw it and throw it I knows it’s a power but give it a chance

I need ya to 

Do it





How in the fuck is

You done made me your number one fan
The way you shake them thighs and throw it back
You got me roll up all of my stash
Got a fella' out of place,

Mama tells me 
 
When I'm locked inside my room 
You throw away the key 
I'll never be like you 
Daddy you'll never be like me 
I'm locked inside my room

Please throw me a life jacket i’m drownin in all my tears

All in my mouth and nose who knows if i’ll get outta here

My vision is all blurry music

They slowly trying to throw away the G code 
Aye, yea, you see me riding solo 
Might catch a couple plays that’s on the low though, yea 
I’m on another

Hook
All I can know 3 xs
Dont throw dirt on my name 
Yeah dont do it 3xs
  
I got the power go ghost with the caper
Call me phil collins at night in

the strip club
Throw some money on some babes

Riding in the coupe
Yeah, she finna shoot
Acting like a shooter
But the stars are in the roof
Yea we finna ball

Winter time in the fur n Louis bag
YSL on her heels make her throw it back
Got a certain type of smell when you pop a pack
Get a certain type of rack when

she gon throw it, the racks on the floor
Yeah I love all my girls got no love for a hoe 
Man I move on the low but I’m always on go 

Cause I know she

Pick me up just to throw me down
Ooo tell me to hang around
I love it, I love it
How you leave me behind

There you were alone again
Look on your

which one am I texting
Fake love, so I learned my lesson

Big racks got her feeling suburban 
Throw it back like you ain’t ever heard them
Fly like

Uh, I bagged me a bad bitch she got some work done
And she ain't doin it for nothing baby twerk some
Boy the way she throw it at me don't hurt some

get her
Cause we got racks in them rubber bands
If I throw this papaer yea i bet she do the money dance
Money dance just do the money dance
Shake it for

already had the homie you comin’ for nothing
If you already had the homie you cummin’ for nothing

Hoes is like a hurdle, throw that ass In circles
And you

I can’t 
Relax
Break shit
Throw Stacks
I might
Relapse 
No skin 
Off my back 
Big mob
Big cash
I can’t 
Relax 
I can’t 
Relax 
I can’t 

(Look)