G Herbo, Fredo Bang - Throw Away lyrics
G Herbo [Herbert Wright III] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II
[G Herbo, Fredo Bang - Throw Away lyrics]
(These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii)
(Evergreen with the heat, yeah)
Yeah, if you hurt me once
Then you gon' hurt me twice
I won't take your word if
It ain't feelin' right
(Ain't feelin' right)
I been livin' wrong, been tryna get it right
(Get it right)
I got my heart broke once before
And it ain't nothin' nice i done
(yeah) hopped out of them bushes
With them killers, nigga (yeah, yeah)
I don't be dancin' 'round the beef, bitch
I get jiggy wit' you
Pittsburgh, Big Ben, I'll steal a nigga
My first kill
I'm still fucked up 'bout how
I did the nigga
I might thug a hundred wall, get the pack in
I spent a million on his bond, now hе back in
Dressed in black tryna steal, I'm a bandit
I'm pray to God my dawgs
Nеver get caught lackin'
Throw away (Go away) go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah) throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(Ayy, brr)
Everyday, I'm suited up
Tinted up in black trucks
The internet mislead us
Got kids, and they need us
The murder rate keep buildin' up
You take one, go three for one
Now, I pray to God I
Don't get no 'nother killer (Ayy)
My brother died (Brr) , I'm out of town
Now that's another feelin'
When I get mad, Iw anna slide
I don't need no fuckin' hitters
Think homicide, it's time to ride
I want my brother with me
I don't trust a nigga
Said they peace, but now they want Ps, man
Fuck them niggas
If in vain, I make them bullets rain
Shouldn't of said my name for the game
My Beretta flame, shot out Fredo Bang (Bang)
He get money, so
They sliders gon' tuck they chains
We got throw-aways so we don't do a thing
Throw away (Go away) go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah) throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in
Yeah, I been tryin' hard not
To go kill again (Hardbody)
(Evergreen with the heat, yeah)
Yeah, if you hurt me once
Then you gon' hurt me twice
I won't take your word if
It ain't feelin' right
(Ain't feelin' right)
I been livin' wrong, been tryna get it right
(Get it right)
I got my heart broke once before
And it ain't nothin' nice i done
(yeah) hopped out of them bushes
With them killers, nigga (yeah, yeah)
I don't be dancin' 'round the beef, bitch
I get jiggy wit' you
Pittsburgh, Big Ben, I'll steal a nigga
My first kill
I'm still fucked up 'bout how
I did the nigga
I might thug a hundred wall, get the pack in
I spent a million on his bond, now hе back in
Dressed in black tryna steal, I'm a bandit
I'm pray to God my dawgs
Nеver get caught lackin'
Throw away (Go away) go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah) throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(Ayy, brr)
Everyday, I'm suited up
Tinted up in black trucks
The internet mislead us
Got kids, and they need us
The murder rate keep buildin' up
You take one, go three for one
Now, I pray to God I
Don't get no 'nother killer (Ayy)
My brother died (Brr) , I'm out of town
Now that's another feelin'
When I get mad, Iw anna slide
I don't need no fuckin' hitters
Think homicide, it's time to ride
I want my brother with me
I don't trust a nigga
Said they peace, but now they want Ps, man
Fuck them niggas
If in vain, I make them bullets rain
Shouldn't of said my name for the game
My Beretta flame, shot out Fredo Bang (Bang)
He get money, so
They sliders gon' tuck they chains
We got throw-aways so we don't do a thing
Throw away (Go away) go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah) throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway
(On the doorway)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in (yeah, yeah)
I been tryin' hard not to go kill again
(yeah)
Yeah, I been tryin' hard to
Keep the Demons in
Yeah, I been tryin' hard not
To go kill again (Hardbody)