Lyrics:
Nights like this gotta get a little crazy
Taking all these shots like
I can't miss, time to get a little crazy
She throwin' that back like
I
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
label me a real one
(Boy50)
Oh, oh, throwin' all them shots like I didn't catch it
Put a condom on that dick around that Glock, they'll know I'm well
throwin' money, man
Let me see what's happenin' wit' this man
It's one thing I gotta ask, can I touch that ass?
Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass
If I
(Cook that shit up Quay)
I'm gettin' paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain't throwin' shade
I'm gettin' money, I ain't in the way
I
All you touch
All you know
All you love
You just left 'em with nothing to say
You're just throwin' it all away
No you didn't care to see the light
on their body, fuckin' everybody
Throwin' money up at Follies, make these bitches swallow
Young Offset got plenty guala
(They came to party, they came
Way she throw it back yeah, she ylin
Way she throwin ass yeah, she ylin
Made that ass quake yeah, she ylin
She take it to the face yeah, she ylin
Way
off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for
Get the bag, got the bag, bag secured, Bag Bwe
I'ma dog for the cash, shordy mess with bad boys
She throwin' that ass, slow and fast, it's throwin
really could
Ridin' around in the range with my bruddas
Yeah, I really should throwin' off my aim
Tryna tell me where I really stood
Throwin' off my aim
really could
Ridin' around in the range with my bruddas
Yeah, I really should throwin' off my aim
Tryna tell me where I really stood
Throwin' off my aim
that's all I know, ayy
Goin' way too up, spillin' drink
On my seats, girl, that's all I know
(O oh)
My chain, my car, throwin' money in the
Club, girl,
swag still fucked up
They throwin craps
Now they playin
With they bad luck
Thezz haters hatin
While they swag still fucked up
They throwin craps
Now
Young bossed up and I'm sauced up
I'm a creased up nigga throwin e's up
My bitch got ass and a d cup
Jockin on me man I know you see it
Young bossed up
the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings
shoot at you
Gimme my respect or we shoot at ya top
Ion want da tec but im good wit da glock
Throwin down da set, datll getcha rocked
Throwin down da set,
Shawty throwin' up peace signs yeah
Shawty throwin' up peace signs yeah
Shawty throwin' up peace
Yeah.
Shorty throwin' up peace signs
She tellin' me
Ayy im finna jus talk my shit on this shit man
Fuck these niggas you heard me
Take off lika astronaut
She throwin ass or not
Im blowin this cash
flip it an stack it too
Some shit don't sit right, them niggaz be talkin better fuck Round and get right
Keep a tool wit the kit right
We ain't throwin
Drinkin' Corona, I'm lit
Stage four Corona, I get
Backstage whore Ramona, I hit
Rage core persona, I'm lit
Fuckin' thots, throwin' bends, I'ma get
We going up Weed rollin up
Shots po'in up Till we throwin up
Weed rollin up
Shots po'in up Till we throwin up
Smoking this weed imma attic
Bitches
I wanna go,
Wanna go but I can't be alone So I'm callin' your phone, throwin' stones
at your window Wanna roam, but I can't be alone
So I'm waitin'
lit
My closet be pissed, it keep throwin' fits
Pause let me talk my shit (my shit)
Dog I'm as raw as it gets (it gets)
I know I'm making em sick
I drop
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