Armani White Ttso.
[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, don't talk too much, I've been up for the past few days (Throw that shit on)
Let the tough shit go when them young niggas had you phased (That's what you do)
You throw that shit on, bitch
I throw that shit on, bitch, I
I throw that shit on, bitch, I
I throw that—
Ayy, I'm in them fashion wars (Woo), back to Mars (Woo)
Punk rock gang in a Aston Martin
A runway, I done f..cked half them broads (Shit)
Maybe next time, hit me for the casting call (Ah)
Like ooh, this lil' bitch tried to sneak a lil' pic of the gang but the flash went off (I know 'bout that)
Hack man took 'em where the packs ran off (Woo)
'Til the backend made it rain cats and dogs (Shoot out)
Nigga wings too heavy (Woah, woo)
Goddamn, my bitch too heavy (Yeah)
In a White House in my Wraith, like who gon' check me out this bitch? (Yeah)
I've cuffed so many AKAs, I know the steps she 'bout to hit
I pull out the Wraith, go and grab my dick
One pic, then yes, we 'bout to dip, like brotha, uh
[Refrain]
Got you in your feelings out this bitch, legend has it
Blanco made a couple million out this bitch, legend has it
Y'all got hot then started chillin' out this bitch, and now you burnt
Bitch, you out there turnin' all them legends habit, and I, uh
[Chorus]
Throw that shit on (Bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (Hey, bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (How 'bout a face?)
Throw that shit on (A Glock on the waist?)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I'm out the way)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I'm out the way)
I throw that shit on (Out my way, way, uh)
[Post-Chorus]
I gave you my love, but bitch, you did me dirty (Yeah), dirty (Dirty, yeah)
You see the steps, show these hoes don't deserve me (Yeah), deserve me (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I got the torch, my nigga (Woo)
Closest I get back home is the York, my nigga (Uh)
I'm tryna put the city on Forbes, my nigga (Hey)
Can't do the shit from a Porsche, my nigga (Ah)
If I liked ten pics, then of course I'm with her
Ball on the bitch while I'm courtside with her (Ah)
It's of course that she ain't never had nice shit
'Cause the bitch start stealing all the forks I get her, it's great
School as f..ck and with my youngin' took a lunch
She already called her cousins, they gon' set that nigga up
She got it from me
Was born in the back of a Jeep
And that ain't no bar, I could tell you the street
I been watchin' them fly for like twenty-eight weeks
Why the f..ck y'all worried 'bout me? Like brotha, uh
[Refrain]
Got you in your feelings out this bitch, legend has it
Blanco made a couple million out this bitch, legend has it
Y'all got hot then started chillin' out this bitch, and now you burnt
Bitch, you out there turnin' all them legends habit, and I, uh
[Chorus]
Throw that shit on (Bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (Hey, bitch, I)
I throw that shit on (How 'bout a face?)
Throw that shit on (A Glock on the waist?)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I'm out the way)
I throw that shit on (Bitch, I'm out the way)
I throw that shit on (Out my way, way, uh)
[Post-Chorus]
I gave you my love, but bitch, you did me dirty (Oh), dirty (Oh)
You see the steps, show these hoes don't deserve me (Deserve me)
[Outro]
New curfews in the city have been set to control the ongoing issue
The city of Philadelphia has had enough with flash mobs
