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[Lyrics] Lil Baby – Throwing Shade (Ft – Gunna) Lyrics

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I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs ’til they get out the cage
I’m havin’ my way
Runnin’ through hundreds, a million a day
They know not to play
Yeah, I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil’ in my safe
Everywhere I go I’m keepin’ the K
I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way

We just been ballin’ like Odell
I got your ho on my coat tail
She in her feelin’ but, oh well
We got ’em packs for wholesale
Runnin’ through thots in the hotel
Give her a couple of hunnids for toe nails
Only time I’ma cry if they both tell
They came pre-vacuum sealed, it ain’t no smell
I was sittin’ in jail with no bail
I was sittin’ in prison gettin’ no mail
Heard niggas switchin’ up on me but I don’t care
They got jack shit I’m knowin’ he won’t tell
ZO6 Vette, ridin’ the fast lane hopin’ I don’t wreck
I’m on that red
Pourin’ it up with most disrespect
Forgiato on my cars now
I been fuckin’ ’round with the stars now
Five stars for my lineup
Gave these nigga a chance but they time up
Switch the hustle, I did get the grind up
In the spot, hundred dollars the lineup
On the big homie, niggas can’t line us
Stickin’ dick in this bitch ’cause she fine as fuck

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I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs ’til they get out the cage
I’m havin’ my way
Runnin’ through hundreds, a million a day
They know not to play
Yeah, I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil’ in my safe
Everywhere I go I’m keepin’ the K
I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way

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I can’t stop the money keep callin’
VVS on my collar
Caught a body tryna dead dock ya
The way she suck she a head doctor
Diggin’ in I got her legs lockin’
Super trendy got Chanel stockings
I ain’t never had to fantasize it
YSL we come and change the climate
Brung me twenty thousand ones out of Onyx
I swear the ring, the chain, watch, Avianne
I got shooters in the trunk right behind me
I got spots like a cheetah, won’t find me
Gunna Gunna fell in love with these diamonds
Fashion God only rockin’ the finest
I done told you the crew is almighty
Several times I just gotta remind you
You my dog then I gotta ride with you
I got you dog on whatever the issue
Free my dogs out of prison, I miss you
Fuck the laws and whoever against you
Know the plug, I don’t go through the middle
Showin’ love, it could all be so simple
I’m a giant remember I used to be little
Gettin’ paid, I don’t need no credentials

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I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs ’til they get out the cage
I’m havin’ my way
Runnin’ through hundreds, a million a day
They know not to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I go I’m keepin’ the K
I’m gettin’ paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin’ shade
I’m gettin’ money, I ain’t in the way

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