Trippie Redd
Throw It Up
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Loesoe goin' crazy), uh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Straight from Heaven

[Verse]
Dealin' with the hate, dealin' with the fake
Put myself in Bape, I regurgitate (Throw it up)
Throwing up the gang, I don't fear yellow tape
Nah, I don't play, keep me a K and I won't hesitate (Throw it up)
Big blunts to the face, sit back, medicate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rich n***a, Pеrrier, feet up in my estate (Woah)
Yеah, good wagyu steak, say they feed my cow grapes (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't worried 'bout the fake, I'ma make some shake (Woah)
Not even my birthday and I still getting that cake (Ha)
I had done been down a worse way, but I still move right (Yeah)
I'm up like a batwing in the midnight sky
I been sippin' on Hi Tech, can't do WHYPHY (Yeah)
Ayy, man, this shit sound like Zelda
Keep them sticks like the Wii, portable chops, PSP
Is you outta your mind off some PCP?
You can get dropped like a damn EP
Getting cash, lil' n***a like PPP
That's some shit that you DND
That's some shit that you do not do
Catch you outside, lil' bitch, with your boo
I'm the one, lil' bitch, I ain't never been two
And I'm blessed like a goddamn sneeze, Achoo
And I'm bad trip like a goddamn shroom (Shroom)
And I'm bad trip like a goddamn shroom (Shroom)
And I'm bad trip like a goddamn shroom (Shroom, woah)