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feltz or f3ltzyy - throw em out lyrics

hook 1 + feltz

baby i don’t want to know you no more
i’ll be making my own moves and doing more
i’ll be making dough to the ceiling from the floor
i’ll be moving all this kroe and now i’m needing more
i’m so busy chasing lizzy now i want it loads
i’ll be touring soon shutting down all the shows
whole bunch of groupies a whole bunch of hoes
b+tch my heart so cold, throw them out like snow

verse 1 + feltz

throw em out like snow, throw em out like snow
getting all this money gotta keep it on a low
i’m just treading, stepping, getting to my throne
never had a helping hand i done it all on my own
smoking on my blunt full of skunk put me in my zone
don’t k!ll my vibe watch how you talk when you talk with that tonе
cos i could cut you off change numbers to the phonе
and i’ve done this on my own still got nothing here to show
but when i’m on the mic i can never choke
only up from here cos i’ve already been broke
stressed out, out here, so i need me my smoke
need to get me some dope, make my body go float
hook 2 + feltz

baby i don’t want to know you no more
i’ll be making my own moves and doing more
i’ll be making dough to the ceiling from the floor
i’ll be moving all this kroe and now i’m needing more
baby i don’t want to know you no more
i’ll be making my own moves and doing more
i’ll be making dough to the ceiling from the floor
i’ll be moving all this kroe and now i’m needing more
i’m so busy chasing lizzy now i want it loads
i’ll be touring soon shutting down all the shows
whole bunch of groupies a whole bunch of hoes
b+tch my heart so cold, throw them out like snow

verse 2 + feltz

throw em, throw em, throw em out
i can’t bring you to my mumma you can’t come in this house
i’ll be smoking by the ounce, i bet now you want to pounce
i can make you the talk of the town
i’mma shine, i’mma shine, might just make you blind
on my grind, i’mma grind, ain’t no stopping time
and i’ll be out here, i’ll be chasing what is mine
and they ask me how i am, i tell em that i’m just fine
tryna grab my chances, get under the light
might see me mix a bit codeine in the sprite
then i smoke my back woods and take a flight
i’ve got my eyes on you baby you might be my type
hook 3 + feltz

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