Throwed Off Lyrics - Singles - Lil Cory

I say I'm walkin through the club like FTW 

Throwin twenty grand rubba bands every time I shoot 

And I make another twenty grand when I hit the booth 

Bad bitches all over me and none of them wit you 

I go crazy on the beat, hell yea Ima lunatic 

You can't find nemo mothafucka you a tuna fish 

2010, that's when I started losing it 

But it was on my mind I just never went through with it 

Gotta be hot when I step up in the building 

Dodging flames and fire hide ya women and the children 

My goons so crazy they'll be hangin from the ceiling 

Beat layin face down dead cuz I killed it. 

Don't fuck around with me if you don't want these problems 

Bust ya in the head now that's a graphic novel. 

Yeah, so keep on workin it hoe 

My niggas have ya lookin like murder she wrote 

Why the fuck you hella jealous of my murderous flow? 

I come from Alabama where the murderers go. 

You say you like the thugs well thanks to all the saving 

I'm out the hood but I'm still paper chasing baby 

They robbin me, asking me where the cain at 

I light the switch in the streets "Where your brains at?" 

I'm killing these snitches, they asking forgiveness, I'm coppin the shit that I neva had. 

I'm chillin wit bitches, they askin for riches, I'm givin em shit and they still coming back. 

I'm feelin these niggas who made it from zilch and I'm giving them props to all of they tracks. 

I'm sick of these bitches actin like the shit when I'm comin wit niggas who put on the mask. 

They stunnin and runnin the game wit a mac. Comin for you, they about to attack. 

Steadily runnin the streets with these hoes, bullet holes be in yo Llac.