throwbacc - mbnel lyrics
[verse 1: mbnel]
they just left me off probation
f*ck it though, poles in my videos
lil’ baby tryin’ to f*ck me, i’m too rich f*ckin’ with you city ho’s
hey i might blow a check the way you lettin’ them ass n’ titties go
b*tch i’ma kiss my glock before i ever go and kiss you ho’s
(tuh, stupid)
b*tch i’ma crip my flag on left sides
still screamin’ f*ck you n*ggas and everybody except mine
i ain’t checkin’ in lil’ b*tch, unless i’m checkin’ in for the check signs
n*ggas tryna k!ll me, i’m ridin’ ’round with this tec*9
i ain’t sayin’ no names my bro got at, f*ck a vest size
left him fetty wap, this face shot left him with no left eye
n*ggas dissin’ on the gram, oh that’s cute wе don’t ‘net slide
hey [?], so еverything else, we don’t let slide (sheesh)
d*mn 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 d*ck, i’m high as sh*t
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 b*tches askin’ who that
if i see a sucka we on his head, just like the durag
n*gga blue rag, b*tch i’ma crip just like a handicap
i ran off with this n*gga pole, he won’t get his hammy back
[chrous: mbnel]
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
[verse 2: mbnel]
ayy, clap it from the back, this city b*tch she make it clap it back
four nickel glizzy f*ck a stock, the thirty mag attached
i just f*cked this n*gga b*tch, she tried to k!ll me, i know he mad at that
hoppin out a scat, that n*gga still drivin’ a cadillac
ayy, i mix the clear with that dark sh*t
i’m feelin’ like a valet, the way we park sh*t
ayy, it’s pistol pikachu, the way the spark sh*t
b*tch we got them drums and h*lla sticks, some lincoln park sh*t
i’m like d*mn baby, soon as i seen you, i’m like who that?
the way you bouncin’ ass make a n*gga wanna run through that
we got guns in the club, we won’t hesitate to go shoot that
got me thinkin’ if i’m f*ckin’ b*tch i’m nuttin’, yo’ ass too fat
ayy, i’m off this don and this pill b*tch
n*gga, you can’t [?], ’cause you ain’t k!ll sh*t
n*gga, when i’m off these drugs i can’t feel sh*t
stop cryin, you in jail ’cause yo’ dumbass post when you drill sh*t
[chrous: mbnel]
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
throw that sh*t back, lil’ baby go and throw that sh*t back
[verse 3: drakeo the ruler]
b*tch i’m drakeo don’t gotta ask if i’ma shoot back
how we did lil [?], it’s like why y’all do that?
b*tch 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, n*gga you captain
i put my wrist up in the air and poured two fantas
my black b*tch up in the club she want two santas
my white b*tch just did a mug, and broke two sandals
sent a whole wave of sh*lls at his durag
like why you at me on the gram? bro we don’t do that
i sent a whole wave of sh*lls at his durag
like why you at me on the gram? bro we don’t do that
the ruler
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