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THROW AWAY
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THROW AWAY fue lanzado el 7 de diciembre de 2024 por Family Before All como parte del álbum MAD MAX 2
ÁlbumMAD MAX 2
7 de diciembre de 2024
Sello discográficoFamily Before All
IdiomaEnglish
BPM74
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

Brrr Brrr Brrr Brrr
Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia
Nobody, Nobody
(Nobody Safe)
If it hurt, then let it hurt I've been walkin' off the percs
Feel like Usher let it burn
Told that bitch, don't go away
Yeah, I still pour four a day
Yeah I went Gen 5, but, lil' ****, that shit a throw away
She said she love me, I don't believe that bitch I told her it was lies
We just came through with 200 screamin, fuck the other side
Macaroni with the cheese, we got that chicken on the side
You can't talk to me directly, see the demon in my eyes
That bitch said she was still in love, I ain't believe her, yeah
Codeine in my veins, bitch, I feel evil, yeah
Hunnids on my mind, so I ain't speakin, yeah
Hunnids on my mind, so I ain't sleepin
Yeah you fuckin' with that zombie, baby, let go back to basics, yeah
Bout to put this hoe back in rotation, yeah, yeah
Hellcat on my waist, no, I ain't racin, yeah
Traphouse back and forth, look like I'm pacin, (count it up)
Ain't got too much time, so, bitch, don't waste it, yeah
Put a opp off in a pack and face him, yeah, yeah
Look me in my eyes, you gotta face it, yeah
Feel like Whitney Houston mixed with Jason, I'm killin' shit
Bad bitch, keep blowin' up my phone, give me space
Told you I ain't got no heart, this chrome, anyway
St. Laurent my face ain't see what happen, yeah
I been rollin' with my 30, let's get it craccin
Call, call the play, hurricane, I'm rippin' off the roof, yeah
I been fuckin' on this hoe, feel like I'm Snoop (Doggystyle)
Perscription for my percs, they know my name at the CVS
Ain't no bitch I need, and if it is, I ain't seen it yet
Dirty, still got dirty in my cup, I ain't clean it yet
What these bitches want from a ****? feel like DMX
Stop, drop, open up shop
I got two different bitches tryna give a **** top
Pop out like Chris Tucker, girl, you know the money talk
Texaco, I'm servin' all the fiends just like I'm Wop
Hunnid M's or better bitch, you know we goin (brrr, shh)
Hunnid M's or better bitch, you know we goin pop
Yeah, yeah, pass the wock, yeah, yeah
Still sip dirty, way too dirty, pass the mop, yeah, yeah
If she come around my way, you know she got, yeah, yeah
Nobody safe, nobody safe, I'm playin' the odds
Told that **** go pray to God, nobody safe
If it hurt, then let it hurt, I been walkin' off the percs
Feel like Usher, let it burn, told that bitch don't go away
Yeah, I still pour four a day,Yeah I went Gen five
But lil' **** that shit a throw away
She said she love me, I don't believe that bitch, I told her it was lies
We just came through with 200, screamin, fuck the other side
Macaroni with the cheese, we got that chicken on the side
You can't talk to me directly, see the demon in my eyes
That bitch said she was still in love, I ain't believe her (yeah)
Written by: Alain Pierre

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