MBNel, Drakeo The Ruler - Throwbacc lyrics

[MBNel, Drakeo The Ruler - Throwbacc lyrics]

They just left me off probation
Fuck it though, poles in my videos
Lil' baby tryin' to fuck me
I'm too rich fuckin' with you city ho's
Hey I might blow a check the way
You lettin' them ass n' titties go
Bitch I'ma kiss my Glock before I
Ever go and kiss you ho's
(Tuh, stupid)
Bitch I'ma crip my flag on left sides
Still screamin' fuck you niggas
And everybody except mine
I ain't checkin' in lil' bitch
Unless I'm checkin' in for the check signs
Niggas tryna kill me
I'm ridin' 'round with this TEC-9
I ain't sayin' no names my bro got at
Fuck a vest size
Left him Fetty Wap
This face shot left him with no left eye
Niggas dissin' on the gram


Oh that's cute we don't 'net slide
Hey, so everything else, we don't let slide
(Sheesh)
Damn baby
Bust it open girl How you
Do that you gon' make
Me wanna spend all these one's
The way move that
I got this Glock right by my dick
I'm high as shit
Boy you better move back
Before she suck us in this function
Better hope that they can shoot back
Ayy who that
I got these bitches askin' who that
If I see a sucka we on his head
Just like the durag
Nigga blue rag
Bitch I'ma crip just like a handicap
I ran off with this nigga pole
He won't get his hammy back

Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Ayy, clap it from the back
This city bitch she make it clap it back
Four nickel glizzy fuck a stock
The thirty mag attached
I just fucked this nigga bitch
She tried to kill me
I know he mad at that
Hoppin out a Scat
That nigga still drivin' a Cadillac
Ayy, I mix the clear with that dark shit
I'm feelin' like a valet
The way we park shit
Ayy, it's pistol pikachu
The way the spark shit
Bitch we got them drums and hella sticks
Some lincoln park shit
I'm like damn baby, soon as I seen you
I'm like who that?
The way you bouncin' ass make a
Nigga wanna run through that
We got guns in the club
We won't hesitate to go shoot that
Got me thinkin' if I'm
Fuckin' bitch I'm nuttin'
Yo' ass too fat
Ayy, I'm off this Don and this pill bitch
Nigga, you can't
'cause you ain't kill shit
Nigga, when I'm off these drugs
I can't feel shit
Stop cryin
You in jail 'cause yo' dumbass
Post when you drill shit

Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back
Throw that shit back
Lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Bitch I'm Drakeo don't gotta ask
If I'ma shoot back
How we did lil
It's like why y'all do that?
Bitch I don't talk to police
I ain't these new rappers
Got put on that twenty five
Oh you a new factor
Okay you had the first wave
But this a new chapter
They gon' have yo' momma talkin'
To a news caster
That choppa sung
He was preachin' like a few pastors
You see me in that county jail
I don't do rappin'
If we talkin' savin' ho's
Nigga you captain
I put my wrist up in the
Air and poured two fantas
My black bitch up in the
Club she want two santas
My white bitch just did a mug
And broke two sandals
Sent a whole wave of shells at his durag
Like why you at me on the
Gram? Bro we don't do that
I sent a whole wave of shells at his durag
Like why you at me on the
Gram? Bro we don't do that
The Ruler

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