Текст песни Throne - YKK
You
gon
hit
the
fall
Harder
than
fetty
waps
career
Bitch
I'm
shining
at
the
mall
And
I
got
gold
up
on
my
ear
All
these
people
tryna
talk
But
they
give
me
a
migraine
Yall
can't
fuck
with
me
Cause
I
got
diamonds
and
a
gold
chain
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
Bitch
my
wrist
is
full
of
ice
I'm
flexing
all
up
till
the
bone
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
You
ain't
on
my
fuckin
level
bitch
Leave
me
alone
Highlight
my
flame
it
be
makin
insanity
We
cook
it
up
alchemy
gold
on
my
balcony
Your
bitch
tryna
bow
to
me
fame
it
come
rapidly
Blow
up
so
high
now
I'm
feeling
the
gravity
Gold
on
my
teeth
so
I
don't
get
no
cavity
Bitch
I
won't
stop
until
I
can
live
happily
Still
getting
money
your
life
just
a
tragedy
Gold
on
my
wrist
and
these
haters
be
mad
at
me
Money
women
cars
Got
it
coming
in
by
lots
I
got
parties
after
school
Got
me
downing
all
these
shots
I
might
fuck
your
girlfriend
once
Now
her
stomach
up
in
knots
Boutta
blow
these
speakers
up
So
we
maxin
out
the
watts
You
gon
hit
the
fall
Harder
than
fetty
waps
career
Bitch
I'm
shining
at
the
mall
And
I
got
gold
up
on
my
ear
All
these
people
tryna
talk
But
they
give
me
a
migraine
Yall
can't
fuck
with
me
Cause
I
got
diamonds
and
a
gold
chain
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
Bitch
my
wrist
is
full
of
ice
I'm
flexing
all
up
till
the
bone
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
You
ain't
on
my
fuckin
level
bitch
Leave
me
alone
She
askin
for
love
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Feelin
like
Russel
I
only
go
up
Fill
up
my
cup
You
can
back
the
hell
up
Complete
saga
I'm
counting
my
studs
You
can't
copy
the
wave
Just
spent
a
hundred
K
On
some
stupid
ass
shit
Got
it
back
in
a
day
Woke
up
with
two
bitches
I
don't
know
their
name
Bitchs
be
feeling
me
Reading
some
braille
Set
on
the
top
Like
a
gameboy
cartridge
300
racks
Like
a
fuckin
spartan
All
these
whacks
turtle
killers
Fuckin
garbage
I
count
up
my
green
Don't
fuckin
spark
it
Must
have
killed
the
ATM
fast
It
was
bleeding
blue
Still
I
got
cash
Ima
pull
up
in
a
fuckin
coupe
Gotta
get
that
dough
rough
Higher
than
a
damn
balloon
Ima
about
to
blow
up
Like
a
drum
set
Kieth
Moon
You
gon
hit
the
fall
Harder
than
fetty
waps
career
Bitch
I'm
shining
at
the
mall
And
I
got
gold
up
on
my
ear
All
these
people
tryna
talk
But
they
give
me
a
migraine
Yall
can't
fuck
with
me
Cause
I
got
diamonds
and
a
gold
chain
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
Bitch
my
wrist
is
full
of
ice
I'm
flexing
all
up
till
the
bone
I
ain't
ever
bowing
down
Get
the
fuck
up
off
my
throne
You
ain't
on
my
fuckin
level
bitch
Leave
me
alone
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