Fall Threw

Rich The Kid, Young Thug, Gunna21 มี.ค. 2019
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Fall Threw (Explicit) - Rich The Kid/Young Thug/Gunna

Lyrics by:Dimitri Roger/Jeffrey Williams/Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass

Composed by:Dimitri Roger/Jeffrey Williams/Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass

Future:

Wheezy outta here

Rich the Kid/Young Thug:

I got me some twins identical

What

I cannot crash the Bentley coupe

Skrrt

Count up the racks it's nothing new

The p***y on drip tell her fall through

Fall through

Pinky ring that's an igloo

Igloo

Stack the racks the money tall as you

Woo woo

Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do

Woo

P***y on drip tell her fall through

I'm f**kin' this b***h on the bed

On God

I told her Proceed with the head

On God

I'm countin' these racks on you speds

On God

I'm puttin' my s**t on her legs

On God

I told the lil' b***h it's the kid

The kid

I told the lil' b***h I'm the best

Yeah

I came with the nine and the TEC

The nine

I'm keeping the photo of the b***h

Woo

Young Thug:

I'm f**kin' with Rich 'cause I'm rich

Woo

I told her I'm keepin' it rich

Woo

Yeah b***h I cannot

Afford you 'cause you a lil' thot-thot

Thot-thot

I came with two nines like I'm Rondo

Rondo

Then I hit the nine with the jackpot

jackpot

Yeah I got the crockpot

I got the

Yeah I'm smokin' like magmas

I got ooh

Rich the Kid/Young Thug:

I got me some twins identical

What

I cannot crash the Bentley coupe

Skrrt

Count up the racks it's nothing new

The p***y on drip tell her fall through

Fall through

Pinky ring that's an igloo

Igloo

Stack the racks the money tall as you

Woo woo

Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do

Woo

P***y on drip tell her fall through

I'm f**kin' this b***h on the bed

On God

I told her Proceed with the head

On God

I'm countin' these racks on you speds

On God

I'm puttin' my s**t on her legs

On God

I told the lil' b***h it's the kid

The kid

I told the lil' b***h I'm the best

Yeah

I came with the nine and the TEC

The nine

I'm keeping the photo of the b***h

Young Thug:

Pull off in that Lambo quick

Skrrt

Hundred racks and a TEC in this b***h

What

Quarter mil' on my necklaces

Ice

Tell your b***h to stop textin' me

B***h

I've been livin' so reckless

So reckless

I done crashed the Bentley

Skrrt

But my pockets ain't empty

Ain't empty

Why are you flexin' It's rented

It's rented

I might do the whole dash for sure

What

The McLaren got suicide doors

Suicide doors

I'm payin' cash no lease

Lease

She keep the p***y on fleek

Fleek

She keep the Gucci on fleek

Gucci

I f**k her it's nice to meet

Yeah

No you can't get a bite to eat

Woo

Chase a check I don't like to sleep

Rich the Kid/Young Thug:

I got me some twins identical

What

I cannot crash the Bentley coupe

Skrrt

Count up the racks it's nothing new

The p***y on drip tell her fall through

Fall through

Pinky ring that's an igloo

Igloo

Stack the racks the money tall as you

Woo woo

Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do

Woo

P***y on drip tell her fall through

I'm f**kin' this b***h on the bed

On God

I told her Proceed with the head

On God

I'm countin' these racks on you speds

On God

I'm puttin' my s**t on her legs

On God

I told the lil' b***h it's the kid

The kid

I told the lil' b***h I'm the best

Yeah

I came with the nine and the TEC

The nine

I'm keeping the photo of the b***h

Woo

Gunna:

You couldn't even afford a T-Rex

Nah

Got pointers in all the Rolex

Yeah

She swallow that s**t in her neck

Damn

I f**k her too good on the X

The X

F**k the police who tryna arrest

Arrest

Tryna make a rich n***a stress

Stress

Yeah I'm drippin' like sweat

Drippin' like sweat

N***as ain't drippin' like that

N***as ain't drippin' like that

Put 200K in the bag

The bag

Pull out the latest Maybach

Maybach

YSL ain't going out sad

Not going out sad

Yeah we on the map

We on the map

Ride with the stick on my lap

The stick on my lap

These lames ain't giving me dap

Nah

You need to get rid of the cap

Rid of the cap

Rich the Kid/Young Thug:

I got me some twins identical

What

I cannot crash the Bentley coupe

Skrrt

Count up the racks it's nothing new

The p***y on drip tell her fall through

Fall through

Pinky ring that's an igloo

Igloo

Stack the racks the money tall as you

Woo woo

Count a hundred when it's nothin' to do

Woo

P***y on drip tell her fall through

I'm f**kin' this b***h on the bed

On God

I told her Proceed with the head

On God

I'm countin' these racks on you speds

On God

I'm puttin' my s**t on her legs

On God

I told the lil' b***h it's the kid

The kid

I told the lil' b***h I'm the best

Yeah

I came with the nine and the TEC

The nine

I'm keeping the photo of the b***h

Woo

 

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