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Throwaway
by OldSport
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Let me condition what you're hearing like I just turned the knob on
Spit slick shit that'll melt all the pylons
Not subzero, I'm too cold to be violent
Two rings in my hand, phone's on silent
Check the outfit, got that shit to a tee
And I've got it on lock, gonna throw away the key
Pullin out little tree mask the smell of the green
Haze too thick can't see through the smoke screen
Foot feelin heavy they say it's way too fast
Ricky Bobby and you know I never will be last
7.8 and I'm somehow the best
Gotta spice things up gonna add a little zest
She wanna ride my dick so I said okay
Now she's bucking up and down got me hearing olé
Shit's too sweet I can feel my tooth decay
And it just makes sense that ya thrashing to the throwaway
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
Pockets getting full but it's really only chump change
Taking shots like alcoholics heading to the gun range
My time to shine you can go and hang offstage
Need a new rhyme might just have to go and exchange
Slick talking when I pull up to the drive through
Asking can she bring a friend, I told her come and slide thru
I could throw a whole stack but that shit be counterfeit
Throwing up on the mic finish with a hawk and spit
Don't live in the house only using it to catch some z's
Four door's too small gonna have to get the suv
Tryna have a good time that's why I got the dvd
No reason to be spelling this ain't writting for the SAT
She's tryna make a movie let me run and grab my camera
Get a little liquid courage it'll help with the stamina
Forget her name by morning, shit it might've been Winona
And if that's the case then you could call me Yung Dracula
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
Let me condition what you're hearing like I just turned the knob on
Spit slick shit that'll melt all the pylons
Not subzero, I'm too cold to be violent
Two rings in my hand, phone's on silent
Check the outfit, got that shit to a tee
And I've got it on lock, gonna throw away the key
Pullin out little tree mask the smell of the green
Haze too thick can't see through the smoke screen
Foot feelin heavy they say it's way too fast
Ricky Bobby and you know I never will be last
7.8 and I'm somehow the best
Gotta spice things up gonna add a little zest
She wanna ride my dick so I said okay
Now she's bucking up and down got me hearing olé
Shit's too sweet I can feel my tooth decay
And it just makes sense that ya thrashing to the throwaway
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
Pockets getting full but it's really only chump change
Taking shots like alcoholics heading to the gun range
My time to shine you can go and hang offstage
Need a new rhyme might just have to go and exchange
Slick talking when I pull up to the drive through
Asking can she bring a friend, I told her come and slide thru
I could throw a whole stack but that shit be counterfeit
Throwing up on the mic finish with a hawk and spit
Don't live in the house only using it to catch some z's
Four door's too small gonna have to get the suv
Tryna have a good time that's why I got the dvd
No reason to be spelling this ain't writting for the SAT
She's tryna make a movie let me run and grab my camera
Get a little liquid courage it'll help with the stamina
Forget her name by morning, shit it might've been Winona
And if that's the case then you could call me Yung Dracula
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up your ears and just let that shit rock
Calling it soda but it'll always pop
Mood is electric get ready for a shock
