Throw It Up

[Chorus: Lucas] High Bet you wear me like a chain Watch em roll up roll on By Bet you got me on ya frame But I got you on the side Holy water in my veins Candy curled up on my eyes When I flip it’s all the same Throw it up Throw it up Throw it up High Bet you wear me like a chain Watch em roll up roll on By Bet you got me on ya frame But I got you on the side Holy water in my veins Candy curled up on my eyes When I flip it’s all the same Throw it up Throw it up Throw it up [Verse 1: Lucas] Burning through my nights I’m a Buddhist emphasizer Coolest on her thighs Way I do this take her eyes up Who’s that setting fires It’s the newest young adviser Foolest setting highs I’m the rudest enterpriser Do this with no issue Make habituate Unattracted To the situate Make you get your weight It so happens I’m official, wait Ain’t you wish you weighed On my ashes But you bitch your way Ain’t no man there in that denim [Verse 2: Jano] Geez I feel really unimpressed by what’s been popping on the scene They say “he’s the next one up” I look around like “whatchu mean?” Y’all do anything for profit I do anything I please Next time the you let some through the door Make sure it’s what you need Hannibal Lec Y’all two-faced Harvey Dent Y’all screw-faced Y’all go two ways Minimum wage start today But tomorrow start a new frame New way I go light it up propane Burning lithium Kobain No way I wait For y’all rappers with no say Make the music so my listeners stay high [Chorus: Lucas] High Bet you wear me like a chain Watch em roll up roll on By Bet you got me on ya frame But I got you on the side Holy water in my veins Candy curled up on my eyes When I flip it’s all the same Throw it up Throw it up Throw it up High Bet you wear me like a chain Watch em roll up roll on By Bet you got me on ya frame But I got you on the side Holy water in my veins Candy curled up on my eyes When I flip it’s all the same Throw it up Throw it up Throw it up [Verse 3: Mitchy James] Two points like a mid range jumper or a dunk Two points like a homie on third and a home run I’m a kid I’m an idiot I’m a spaz I’m a stud I’m a kid till infinity so I do what I I could use a lil mama quick Right when imma dip Light skin wanna hit So I boost her on my Peter Pan Sit tight then Imma slip right in Imma get my win Off to Neverland