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Throw it
Hip-Hop/Rap
Throw it was released on July 6, 2026 by TML Records as a part of the album Too Much Love
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Release DateJuly 6, 2026
LabelTML Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TML JoJo
TML JoJo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Kennith Brazelton
Joseph Kennith Brazelton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TML JoJo
TML JoJo
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I put grams onto the face, huh My diamonds ain't flooded the place, money
it flooded the bank I don't got nothin' to say, nah
I don't got nothin' to say, shit I don't got nothin' to do, yeah
I just been rollin' that gas, yeah She got me touchin' the roof, damn
She for the group, yeah Money is lookin' obtuse, yeah
We been around in a Batmobile These bitches be callin' me Bruce, yeah
I don't got nothin' to prove We don't do questions, shoot, yeah
duos we get in the loot, yeah She give me brain in the coupe
Shout out my **** at Crips, yeah Bounce off the whip, then dip, whoop
223 with a grip, yeah Your hoe was givin' me lip, yeah
I had to put on a fit today Cuz all of my **** was trim
Decided to bust down the wrist today So baby, she callin' me him
Baby, she know that I'm trim Supreme and Louis and Timbs
I'm shootin' my shot, no rim Top me off, no brim
I'ma go DJ the club So I told them shawty that I'm in a rush
She wanna go to the crib And I told her, baby, that I cannot crush
Yeah, it's you and me Catchin' me outside the club
Escalate comin' for me She askin' me where I'm goin
I said, I'ma hop in the V
We don't be fuckin' with women
Cuz they always chargin' a fee
You know I'm all in the kitchen
You know that I'm fuckin' with grease
Chrome heart on the jeans, fuckin' with ERD
Baby, it ain't what it seems.
I feel like life is a dream
I'm ballin', I'm off the court
Goin' between between
Yeah, I put grams onto the face
My diamonds, they flooded the place
Money, it flooded the bank I don't got nothin' to say, nah
I don't got nothin' to say, shit I don't got nothin' to do, yeah
I just been rollin' that gas, yeah Shit got me touchin' the roof
Damn, she for the group Money is lookin' obtuse, yeah
Whippin' around in the Batmobile These bitches be callin' me Bruce
I don't got nothin' to prove We don't do questions, shoot, yeah
Duos, we get in the loot Yeah,
she give me brain in the coupe
Shout out my n****s at Crips]
Bounce off the whip, then dip
223 with the grip Yeah, don't slip
Ice so wet, don't slip I'm of my wrist, yeah
Ice don't wet, don't slip I'm on my wrist
Written by: Joseph Kennith Brazelton
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