This is a song about "Throttle"

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Niggas battle me but they end up releasin there throttle and chokin on a rattle,

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

U ain't got the mettle to battle me this is rhyming at full throttle i spit like crazy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Jesus look through my sins, press down on my cuddly throttle

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I hope i live till our next battle, cause im gonna pull the throttle on that shit.

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

Yeah im goin at it full throttle,

Lady at the frank stand will