Lyrics Arthritis - Remix - Lil Throwaway feat. VA$ & Lil Gar
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
Give
me
it
back
(Woah)
Fuckin'
that
bitch
from
the
back
(Yo)
She
got
a
big
body,
my
money
tonka,
and
I
get
that
bitch
from
the
back
(Hey)
Yeah,
hey,
what's
your
favorite
flavor?
(I
don't
know)
I
don't
write
this
shit
on
paper
Buzz
Lightyear,
see
you
later
(Goodbye
bitch)
I
like
that
pussy,
she
gave
me
it
(Ooh)
We
was
on
Mars,
lookin'
at
stars,
she
talkin'
to
me
speakin'
alien
Got
in
my
Lambo,
I
got
in
my
spaceship,
and
she
askin'
me
how
I
made
it
here
Coochie
tastes
like
bubblegum
I
dance
to
the
beat,
you
could
call
me
Hey
Damian
You
see
that
opp
fall,
I
shot
him
in
his
head,
bitch
(Okay)
Talkin'
shit
to
me,
well
I
just
left
you
dead,
bitch
(Pow,
pow,
pow)
Killing
sprees
are
legal
now,
it
just
went
in
effect,
bitch
(Yeah,
yeah)
I
just
killed
your
grandma
before
she
could
call
the
feds,
bitch
(Ooh)
damn
And
she
had
Arthritis
(Oh)
I
don't,
I
squeezed
your
girlfriend's
pussy
'cause
she
want
to
ride
it
(Oh)
I
know,
I
caught
your
boyfriend
looking,
he
seems
too
excited
(Damn)
Okay,
I
ate
your
grandma's
cookies
'cause
there's
weed
inside
'em
(Bow)
Damn
Who
knew
Lil
Throwaway
had
bars?
I
did
All
these
motherfuckers
talkin'
all
that
this
and
that
about
Lil
Throwaway
Shut
the
fuck
up
How
ironic
(Bitch)
All
these
rings
on
my
hand
call
me
Sonic
(Call
me
Sonic)
Make
her
call
the
suicide
number
but
I
ain't
talkin'
Logic
I
got
Elon
Musk
money
'cause
my
pockets
economic
(Bitch,
ooh,
yeah)
And
she
had
Arthritis
That
bitch
was
drinking
too
much
liquor,
she
got
Hepatitis
Her
ex
got
jealous,
so
he
pulled
up
on
us
just
to
fight
us
I
knocked
his
ass
down
one,
two,
call
me
Tyson
Fuck
yeah,
yeah
Fuck,
bitch,
shit,
fuck,
bitch,
bitch,
ah
Comin'
in
that
hoe
like
a
motherfucker,
bitch
Who
the
fuck
you
talkin'
to
like
that
mother-
How
ironic
Rapping
on
the
same
beat,
but
I
switched
the
topic
First
class
Miami
to
Chicago
like
I'm
Dragić
Bitch
I'm
international,
switchin'
up
the
nation,
Luka
Modrić
Top
the
table
like
I'm
Arsenal
Top
bins
like
Gabriel
Flow
switch,
I'm
so
sick,
got
these
bitches
laughin'
now
New
whip
I'm
dashin'
off
Contract,
I'm
cashin'
out
I'm
Khabib,
you're
McGregor,
motherfuckers
tappin'
out
Hold
me
back,
hold
me
back,
stay
over
there
Get
the
fuck
outta'
here,
a
picture
of
my
face
How
ironic,
how
ironic
I
punch
that
bitches
pussy
like
my
name
is
Trevor
Bauer
(Ooh)
I
get
tons
of
bitches,
yeah
I
get
'em
by
the
hour
(For
real)
Bitches
be
conservative,
I
call
'em
Steven
Crowder
(Damn)
My
gang
like
Al
Qaeda,
better
watch
out
for
the
towers,
motherfucker
Getting
louder,
motherfucker
Got
a
bad
bitch
with
me,
sniffin'
powder,
motherfucker
Gave
her
flowers,
motherfucker
Then
I
drown
a
motherfucker
Pussies
talkin'
shit
in
COD,
turn
off
their
router,
motherfucker
No,
no,
no,
no,
no,
oh
She
had
Arthritis
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