Throw It Up lyrics

by

Trippie Redd



[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (Loesoe goin' crazy), uh, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah), uh (Yeah), yeah-yeah (Yeah, straight from Heaven)

[Verse]
Dealin' with the hate, dealin' with the fake
Put myself in BAPE, I regurgitate (Throw it up)
Throwing up the gang, I don't fear yellow tape
Nah, I don't play, keep me a K and I won't hesitate (Throw it up)
Big blunts to the face, sit back, medicate (Yеah, yeah, yeah)
Rich n*gga, Perriеr, feet up in my estate (Woah)
Yeah, good wagyu steak, say they feed my cow grapes (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't worried 'bout the fake, I'ma make some shake (Woah)
Not even my birthday and I still getting that cake (Ha)
I had done been down a worse way, but I still move right (Yeah)
I'm up like a batwing in the midnight sky
I been sippin' on Hi Tech, can't do WHYPHY (Yeah)
Ayy, man, this sh*t sound like Zelda, keep them sticks like the Wii
Portable chops, PSP
Is you outta yo' mind off some PCP?
You can get dropped, like a damn EP
Getting cash, lil' n*gga, like PPP
That's some sh*t that you DND
That's some sh*t that you do not do
Catch you outside, lil' b*tch, with your boo
I'm the one, lil' b*tch, I ain't never been two
And I'm blessed like a goddamn sneeze, achoo
And I'm bad trip, like a goddamn shroom, shroom
And I'm bad trip, like a goddamn shroom, shroom
And I'm bad trip, like a goddamn shroom, shroom (Woah)
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