Throw It Back Lyrics

Cold Coke in a cup where the Henny At?

Aye aye

Cold Coke in a cup where the Henny at?

Turnt up with the music baby check the stat

Turnt up at the club baby throw it back

Turnt up everytime I bless it on a track

Ain't no time to be depressed I gotta run it back

I get racks from flippen packs of course I gotta tax

Ain't no time for being boujee ima get you Jacks

RCR be the movement chasin diamond plaques

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it

They gone say I gotta quit but I got nothing to lose

I done popped pills popped seals and sipped on the juice

Hit em wit a super kick got me feeling like Bruce

I get tired of you phonies ima go on a cruise

Fuck around and you'll get hit then get put on the news

I been plotting to get rich ain't no time to go snooze

Only time I'm feeling lit is when I see me some blues

I been hustlin for riches I ain't ever gone lose ooo

Ima run it back

Lemme run it back

Ima run it back

Lemme run it back

Ima run it back

Lemme run it back

Ima run it back

Aye I want the money fuck the fame I need to get me some mo

Really greedy with my money and my time I need dough

I love women who be cooking baby give me a show

Cooked it up and after dinner said she love all my songs

I'm a lover and a bugger am I right am I wrong?

Do me right I'll treat you nice I'll have you where you belong

Plenty riches for a mistress and I'll make you a song

Break my heart I'll play it smart and leave you where you belong ooo (STREETS)

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back

Baby throw it back