This is a song about "Throws"

He throws up every single bit of his hell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Cause this album pack enough evil

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Til next time bitches peace. (throws up deuces) (and exits room)

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Grab the bitch, befo' she throws another motherfuckin tantrum