Sprinks - THROWBACK
Bitch is so bad, and she throwing it back
Stuck in the crib, and I'm smoking that pack
Bitch is so bad, and she throwing it back
Stuck in the crib, and I'm smoking that pack
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch is so bad, and she throwing it back
Stuck in the crib, and I'm smoking that pack
Little bro not my homie, I heard he a rat
He stuck in his game and he not making no bag
And my money up, but you fell off
And I got no gun, but I'm still tough
He not cold, boy, he a knockoff
Let me count my money, can you fuck off?
★ Chorus ★
Bitch is so bad, and she throwing it back
Stuck in the crib, and I'm smoking that pack
Little bro not my homie, I heard he a rat
He stuck in his game and he not making no bag
And my money up, but you fell off
And I got no gun, but I'm still tough
He not cold, boy, he a knockoff
Let me count my money, can you fuck off?
★ Bridge ★
And my coupe a two seatеr
You a bitch, boy, you a beater
And I count my money likе a meter
And I'm high as fuck, I can't see her
And my money up, but you fell off
And I got no gun, but I'm still tough
He not cold, boy, he a knockoff
Let me count my money, can you fuck off?
★ Verse ★
I'ma take his ho', then I'ma dip
Dropped a band, look at my fit
Cash out, then I'ma spend it
Ho' British, she's like splendid
Balenci, Balenci all over my bill
Off a Perc, boy, can't even feel
You a fake, boy, but they calling me real
I got contracts, and they ready to kill
Five percent on a bitch if she bad like a savage
Ten percent on a bitch, but minus five because of damage
You know we eating good, not no cabbage
My opps don't know I'm posted up, I'll put them in a package
★ Chorus ★
Bitch is so bad, and she throwing it back
Stuck in the crib, and I'm smoking that pack
Little bro not my homie, I heard he a rat
He stuck in his game and he not making no bag
And my money up, but you fell off
And I got no gun, but I'm still tough
He not cold, boy, he a knockoff
Let me count my money, can you fuck off?
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