Lil Mabu, DD Osama - Throw lyrics
Lil Mabu [Matthew Peter DeLuca] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
DD Osama [David DeShaun Reyes] Harlem, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Mabu, DD Osama - Throw lyrics]
I'm on the road-road-road always on go-go-go
(Grrah, everything for Notti)
I'm feelin' low-low-low
(You know what the fuck goin' on)
Pour a four-four-four (Grrah-grrah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
They had a special place in my heart so I
Tried fixing them while they were breakin' me
I learned the hard way
But I don't do it no more thankfully
Turned to a beast when Notti
Died, I told 'em, "Wait and see"
I wasn't 'posed to make it
This far, I'm talkin' racially
So this shit feels make believe
I wish lil' Notti woulda stuck
With me in the streets
I ain't ever parked a V and I've
Been on the charts for weeks
I had a vision no one seen
Not even my family (Not even my family)
Music is savin' me
But I know it could end fatally (Painfully)
So I keep that 40 on my side
Ain't no one tamin' me (I'ma pray for me)
I wasn't perfect as a kid
But I still ate my greens
I started workin' in the crib while
My friends were smokin' weed
I started doing good and got more enemies
I keep my face up off the net
When I be in the streets
I know my boys got my back, but
When it comes to totin' straps
Hope they don't run when the
Bullets gotta handle me
Ah, every opp shot grrah, Mabu (Grrah)
Grrah, Mabu (Like)
Grrah, every opp shot, like
Grrah, gang-gang-gang, gang
Gang-gang-gang, like
Ayy, yo, Mabu, throw (Boom)
When we bend through the opps, get low
I said, "DD
We clutchin' the cane or the pole?"
Red light, green beam, hang out, throw
For lil' Notti, I'm flockin'
Catch a opp, put his life turn timeless
Totin' the 30, I ain't totin' a rocket (Brrt)
Ddot with me for the niggas that’s plottin'
Grrah dead opps all in my blunt
Bitch is a munch and she ate it for fun
(On bro)
Bitch, I'm that nigga that do what I want
Bend that ass over and wine on my gun
Yeah, he died one time on the earth
(Grrah) , now he died two times (Times)
Put the beam to the blunt
I don't even smoke but feel him in my lungs
DD got left, Mabu got right (Right)
Just know I still smoke Rite (Damn, damn)
Like, grrah, grrah, just know I smoke Rite
(Damn)
I ain't goin' out without a fight (Facts)
I got diamonds on me, shed the light
(The light)
Your bitch callin' DD to get piped
While I'm callin DD for the pipe
And if brodie get stuck in a slammer
(The slammer)
Mabu gon' help beat the case (Facts)
I'm a lawyer, I always got answers
(Answers)
Fuckin' bitches on the first date (Damn)
I got bitches on me, Alabama
I keep one in every other state (State)
Bitch, I feel I great
Damn, every opp shot, nigga
Suck my dick, like
Grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang
(Grrah, everything for Notti)
I'm feelin' low-low-low
(You know what the fuck goin' on)
Pour a four-four-four (Grrah-grrah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
They had a special place in my heart so I
Tried fixing them while they were breakin' me
I learned the hard way
But I don't do it no more thankfully
Turned to a beast when Notti
Died, I told 'em, "Wait and see"
I wasn't 'posed to make it
This far, I'm talkin' racially
So this shit feels make believe
I wish lil' Notti woulda stuck
With me in the streets
I ain't ever parked a V and I've
Been on the charts for weeks
I had a vision no one seen
Not even my family (Not even my family)
Music is savin' me
But I know it could end fatally (Painfully)
So I keep that 40 on my side
Ain't no one tamin' me (I'ma pray for me)
I wasn't perfect as a kid
But I still ate my greens
I started workin' in the crib while
My friends were smokin' weed
I started doing good and got more enemies
I keep my face up off the net
When I be in the streets
I know my boys got my back, but
When it comes to totin' straps
Hope they don't run when the
Bullets gotta handle me
Ah, every opp shot grrah, Mabu (Grrah)
Grrah, Mabu (Like)
Grrah, every opp shot, like
Grrah, gang-gang-gang, gang
Gang-gang-gang, like
Ayy, yo, Mabu, throw (Boom)
When we bend through the opps, get low
I said, "DD
We clutchin' the cane or the pole?"
Red light, green beam, hang out, throw
For lil' Notti, I'm flockin'
Catch a opp, put his life turn timeless
Totin' the 30, I ain't totin' a rocket (Brrt)
Ddot with me for the niggas that’s plottin'
Grrah dead opps all in my blunt
Bitch is a munch and she ate it for fun
(On bro)
Bitch, I'm that nigga that do what I want
Bend that ass over and wine on my gun
Yeah, he died one time on the earth
(Grrah) , now he died two times (Times)
Put the beam to the blunt
I don't even smoke but feel him in my lungs
DD got left, Mabu got right (Right)
Just know I still smoke Rite (Damn, damn)
Like, grrah, grrah, just know I smoke Rite
(Damn)
I ain't goin' out without a fight (Facts)
I got diamonds on me, shed the light
(The light)
Your bitch callin' DD to get piped
While I'm callin DD for the pipe
And if brodie get stuck in a slammer
(The slammer)
Mabu gon' help beat the case (Facts)
I'm a lawyer, I always got answers
(Answers)
Fuckin' bitches on the first date (Damn)
I got bitches on me, Alabama
I keep one in every other state (State)
Bitch, I feel I great
Damn, every opp shot, nigga
Suck my dick, like
Grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang