Throw it In They Face (feat. Rio Da Yung Og)

I just throw it in they face 'cause these **** broke

I be doin' some shit that your **** wont

Like beat you down good and don't pick up the phone

Every day, ten thousand just on clothes

But every day I make twenty thousand, ****, just pros

Burnt a hole in my jeans, but they just clothes

Or you was tryna pull up to the store, bruh, they just clothes

I know the bitch lie too much, she got a big nose

They only hit him three times but found six hoes

Damn, that was a FN

I made forty in the club but I left ten

Shoot the **** five times 'cause his head big

Heard the **** had a pussy, he a dead bitch

Why do these hoes just say he need his hair did?

Bitch put on grey leggings, had a bear print

That's a moose knuckle

Four bitches in one car, call it coupe stuffin'

Tay said all he want for Christmas is a new button

I'm only wearin' Air Force 1s, other shoes ugly

I'm just bein' real

I gotta use both hands 'cause the ten big

Pocket full of hundreds, all my friends dead

Finna pop the **** top, he got a can head

Like, 'Bro, that's a nice straight drop, how your red red?'

Like, 'How your pur-purple? Ain't no brown to it?'

The pussy was so good, I had to drive to her

Not no little drive, it was five hours

I was born big but I'ma die larger

I might buy the TRX 'cause I don't like chargers

I was finna do this shit for free, but Mike charged me

Told bro bring a gaffel in the club 'cause they might card him

He young as hell, I'm the young OG

We gotta get him off the team, he missed the Open 3

Made Ghazi, give me five million, four CDs

And now I'm wonderin' what's the album, it was four EPs

Stop talkin' while I'm rappin', let me focus please

You just now got on Trish, that shit old to me

You **** be hoes to me

Conversation was so dry, I'm finna go to sleep

Let me hold your heat, I ain't gon' take it

The halfway house around the corner, but I might not make it

Stop actin' like a pig 'fore I fry your bacon

Bitch had a pretty face, but I don't like her ankles

Pin a bitch to the wall, I feel like Kurt Angle

This shit look like Mason Margiela got his shirt painted

This the bald-head **** and the shit talker

Wanna do a song with me or get a brick off?

I was tryna get some lean in the Wic off

He ain't gon' kill shit, take his stick off him

And my cup real dirty like Flint water

Back then I used to wanna fuck Wayne daughter

But I ain't do it, I used to ride around bang Carter

Ricky Owens on the feet, cost dog shit

Pass the ball to your dawg and you're all rich

I just drunk some old red, make me nauseous

I just ran a red light 'cause she gorgeous (gorgeous)

Oh, let me see your light, I'm recording (recording)

If we see a opp, then we scorchin' (we scorchin')

Remember we was broke like orphans (like orphans)

Make her swallow nuttin', no abortions (bitch)

Put another M to my fortune, bitch, free Smirko

A lot of **** throwin' salt, but it ain't work though

Bitch, your boyfriend lame, he Urkel

I'm movin' slow, it's the purple

I don't drink green, I'm no turtle

This is a big chop, it's gon' hurt, bro

How you catch a hat, better take it to the dirt, bro

None in my Square, I don't got no circle

Shit, that hurt though

Ridin' in a bulletproof tank on me (tank on me)

Givin' out belts, get spanked on me (get spanked on me)

Bought a lot of trips, now you hot now (hot now)

I'm a real hippie, no tie-dye (tie-dye)

Get 'em goin' quick like ta-dah (tie-dye)

Ain't no see you later, bitch, it's bye-bye (bye-bye)

She like, 'Denny, I'm your baby,' I'm like, 'Gah-gah' (like, gah-gah)

And even when I'm gone, I'ma die high, bitch (bitch)