Throwed Off (Get Throwed Tribute)

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[Intro] (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Mm, look like DJ Chose) [Verse 1: OTB Fastlane] Ayy, young nigga stay on that Texas shit (Yeah) Trap rollin' like I took an ecstasy (Yeah) Run off on the plug, send a hit, get killed, try catchin' me (Fool) New spot in a bitch name (Yeah) Funny how these niggas switch gangs (Ayy) That murder charge, you was really good, should've closed your mouth when them people came Ayy, I'm outside, Northside Gangster shit got real, I had to switch my daddy house out (Yeah) Lil' bitch ate my dick so good until that ho was crosseyed (Ayy) Two-fifty for the switches, charge me two 'cause I bought five Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout (Yeah) [Verse 2: Lil Jairmy & DeeBaby] Got my own pint, pour it in the Sprite Other nigga drank ain't tastin' right (Ain't tastin' right) Got pure bricks, they came white (They came white) Got better dope for the same price (Same price) Watched a gamble turn to a gunfight Shit went left, he wasn't playin' right (Wasn't playin' right) That's how niggas get popped (Popped) Pullin' up with them trick dice (Bah) Gas God, Eastside, real nigga (Real nigga) I been sellin' crack since a lil' nigga (A lil' nigga) He a young nigga, but he got heart (He got heart) They some green sippers, I drink Wockhardt (Uh) Made myself a street star These Amiri jeans, not G-Star (Uh) Smoke real weed, drink real lean New Pimp C, underground king, on God (Uh, underground king) [Verse 3: DeeBaby] Cartel talk with my border fam My daddy a fool with the Arm & Hammer Northwest with the Verz, but, baby, my brother, he red flag (He red flag) Opps come outside with they vest on with a bird chest, playin' head tag (Yeah) Your bitch look okay, but her head bad (Head bad) I sent her home with a guest bag (Guest bag) I'm goin' home with the last laugh, no comedian (No comedian) Drank in my cup, hit the median (Median) 448 and I'm speedin' (I'm speedin') I'm takin' care of my knees, I flooded my mouth with a lot of VVs I'm flooded (I'm flooded) Lately, I'm goin' through it, I just thought of my cousin (My cousin) May she rest in peace (Rest in peace) Can't let the streets get the best of me (Best of me) Brand-new interior, leather seats (Leather seats) Been a minute since I had a car with a key (Car with a key) But I'm in the car with a key (Car with a key) Four-hour drive, I do half and we meet (Half and we meet) I'm always on go, never know where I be (Know where I be) So it gotta be one of my partners (My partners) If you get the drop on me (Drop on me) Can't fall in love with no ho, 'cause I cheat ('Cause I cheat) Play with the cat while I'm drivin', in heat (Drivin', in heat) Like wipe all that shit off my seat (Seat) She tell me she different, that's not what I see (That's not what I see) Watch where you goin', reversin' it, beatin' Just took me a trip and went flooded my teeth (Flooded my teeth) Went up on the feature, my prices ain't cheap Ain't no ese alive who can do it like me, on God [Chorus: Yung AL] Double cup sippin', good smoke, we been gettin' money, man (Woah) Can't take it from us, man I swear, lately, been on our shit, we handle our business, so I feel we deserve to get dough (Dough), dough (Dough) You better get your cash (Yeah) I swear I'ma get mine fast I need my bag (I need my) A head got a tag Tell me how long you gon' last (Tell me how long you gon') Come through the bitch with your pads (Yeah) I hit on the gas Young niggas been robbin', no mask Caught lackin', they takin' you fast (They takin' you fast) Runnin' red lights, I'm doin' the dash Goin' faster than me, swear that's your ass (I swear that's your ass) [Verse 4: D Flowers & Laray Da Savage] I just flew in on foreign land (I'm here) PJ, I don't need a boarding pass (I don't) Can't you tell I'm important, man? (Ayy, they know that) I drive whips that's more than fast (Clear) Better not play with my brother 'nem (Uh-uh) We drop bags and we order bags I'm with that shit like a toilet can In the condo tryna sort the cash (Uh) And all my shorties high-class She eat it up and I spoil her ass (Spoil your ass) I don't wanna hear no talk back This boss shit and I walk that (I walk that) My side bitch really 'bout that (She 'bout that) She manifest and I bought that Foreign cars, we parkin' (Uh) I Gina her like Martin (Uh) Ayy, late nights, put the dick on her She drip on me, I'm saucin' She put it on me, get up outta there I don't wanna see her ass in the morning (In the morning) Money bubbles, we blowin' it (We blowin' it) Champagne, we pourin' it (We pourin' it) This boss shit that I'm talkin' And now red bottoms, you're walkin' All you seen is the flashlight, pull the cameras out when I walk in (When I walk in) I'm a real nigga in real life, give a damn about what they talkin' (Give a damn what they talkin') Thumb through it with my other hand (Yeah) Slut her out, then record her ass Big Cuban give your ass whiplash Plug on the pack say he ship fast Got an app like DoorDash What you want? You can order that (Order that) In the hood, I'm Jeff Bezos In the Amazon, I'm a real cat I'll let you hop off the Lear jet (Oh) Ain't met a nigga I fear yet Take off, you know this the year, yeah (Yeah) I hit the bitch from the rear, yeah (Yeah, uh) [Verse 5: Laray Da Savage] Chopper choppin' like it's pitty-pat Hit the bitch, you can't get her back (Hey) My lil' partner 'nem jump out and hit his ass (Yeah) Yeah, that stick on me blow like a ceiling fan (Uh) Ayy, tenth grade, yeah, I was trappin' and robbin' You was still on the porch, I was totin' a chopper (On God) You ain't havin' no money, that's ten thousand I can spend that lil' shit, make it back in the morning (Ayy) I don't fuck with these rappers, these niggas be corny Youngest nigga pullin' up with a hundred (On God) Hit the bitch from the back, gettin' head in the foreign And the first nigga play, we gon' shoot up the function Yeah, jackin' or punchin' Don't really matter if you gettin' some money Reach for this shit, nigga know what's gon' come with it (Yeah) Young niggas hop out, scoot up dumpin' (They dumpin') Yeah, run it fast Hop out, hit the switch on his ass Don't play, niggas droppin' the biggest bag (Biggest bag) Nigga pop up at they show like magic, yeah Pop up, do some damage, uh Walked up fresh like a mannequin Yeah, mini Draco, my partner gon' handle it (Gon' handle it) And this shit in my pocket like salad, uh (Like salad) Wrist on flooded I know some niggas wan' see me gone Might slime a nigga out, shit, you never know (Never know) Take a nigga shit, nigga never know (Yeah) Make them youngins spin a corner Nigga higher than a bitch, drop a Perc' in a soda (Higher than a bitch) Yeah, kept it real, them niggas folded (Uh) Step in my hood, I'm havin' motion (On God) [Chorus: Yung AL] Double cup sippin', good smoke, we been gettin' money, man (Woah) Can't take it from us, man I swear, lately, been on our shit, we handle our business, so I feel we deserve to get dough (Dough), dough (Dough) You better get your cash (Yeah) I swear I'ma get mine fast I need my bag (I need my) A head got a tag Tell me how long you gon' last (Tell me how long you gon') Come through the bitch with your pads (Yeah) I hit on the gas Young niggas been robbin', no mask Caught lackin', they takin' you fast (They takin' you fast) Runnin' red lights, I'm doin' the dash Goin' faster than me, swear that's your ass (I swear that's your ass)
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Credits
- Writers
- OTB Fastlane
- Lil Jairmy
- DeeBaby
- Yung AL
- D Flowers
- Laray Da Savage