Throwbackthursday lyrics

[Intro]
(A hundred)
Ayy, Insomniac, word
Yeah, count up
Tell ya

[Chorus]
It must be throwback Thursday
How you postin' all them old ass pics (Old ass pics)
I don't care about them racks you had a year ago (Nope)
I don't care about them old ass trips (Yeah, yeah)
Me and gang never runnin' out of money (No, we not)
We could come in and buy your b*tch (Buy that b*tch)
Why you never tag your jeweler on Instagram? (Why?)
Where that watch come from? Them diamonds don't dance

[Verse]
These n*ggas runnin' out of money tryna keep up (Keep up)
Tryna compete with some n*ggas who don't give a f*ck
You'll sneak diss, then see me, he ain't speak up (Spеak up)
Saw some fake sips, tell your boy it was all cut (All cut, yеah)
Racks in the basement, I'm tryna get a drop top (Skrrt)
I just sent your b*tch my number 'cause I want some new top
Clutchin' on my pistol, you ain't takin' nothin' from me (Nah)
I could cash you out, I don't need a n*gga to come and front me (No, sir)
Gang spent a whole ten in the strip club (Damn)
How the f*ck you get exposed from stealin' at the strip club? (How?)
n*ggas seen you on camera pickin' tips up
n*gga tried to get a handshake but he not one of us (No)

[Chorus]
It must be throwback Thursday (pus*y)
How you postin' all them old ass pics (Lame)
I don't care about them racks you had a year ago
I don't care about them old ass trips (Nope)
Me and gang never runnin' out of money (No, we not)
We could come in and buy your b*tch
Why you never tag your jeweler on Instagram? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Where that watch come from? Them diamonds don't dance (Ayy, ayy, ayy)