Jayy Balla - THROW IT (feat. Rastafaro) Lyrics

Uh, uh, look, look, look, mm
They packs come in heavy, you know that they never stop
Spinning through your block, you know we aiming at your top
Niggas talking hot, that's how niggas gon' get popped
Niggas talking bout me, but all that shit be cap
If you want the smoke, nigga, you know where I'm at
My niggas retarded, they be playing with the straps
Got a bad bitch, I tell her mami ven aqui
They see that I'm stunting so the bitches come running to me
You know how I do this shit, I do this shit for the team
I be playing rap, all my niggas playing street
And don't you think I'm pussy, nigga, I can get you sweeped
Throw them bands up in the air I bet she throw it back
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
That's how I glock, all my wigs run up on me, catch a cause
Niggas steady talking hot, so we catch the ass broad day
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
What the f*ck a nigga telling me, I know you my son
What the f*ck a nigga telling me, my nigga, and then she you my son
Jb, djame decirle a algn espaol rapo a esta gente
Llando con J Bala, dime qu pistola, son las que jala
Directo en Puerto Rico, te los damos en la cara
Dime a quin t le vas a frontear
Te damos un yo paso si te pones a flaquear
Y yo s que muchos no quieren que yo tire en la pista
Pero es que nac pa' esto, as que no insista
Andamos en Demon Time, y sin exorcista
Y tenemos los cdigos que a tu puta le excita
Throw it back, for a triple r , nigga
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
What the f*ck a nigga telling me, I know you my son
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
That's that Glock on my waist, run up on me, catch a case
Niggas steady talkin' hot, so we catch the ass broad day
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
When she throw it back, I bet she gon' feel some
What the f*ck a nigga telling me, I know you my son
What the f*ck a nigga telling me, my nigga, and then she you my son
Shit, boy, JB in the building, man, y'all already know what the f*ck going on, man
They ain't deep, this shit was gon' drop