Throwback Flow Trippie Redd

[Intro: Trippie Redd & Ron]
Throw it back, ooh
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Throw it back
Yeah

[Verse: Trippie Redd & Ron]
This beat like a throwback, nigga
Got some Champagne? Then pour that, nigga
I think I'm out my fuckin' head, my mind bigger than a Pope hat, nigga
Off them drugs like BoJack, nigga (Throw it back)
Bitches bringin' up niggas, mentionin' names, I don't know that nigga (Ooh, yeah)
Bop on a bitch, Kodak, nigga
Niggas pullin' up in Nissans, gettin' the peace sign, like go back, nigga
You ain't in our lane, we told that nigga
Spending money on fake ice, get your dough back, nigga (Throw it back)
You ain't good in the hood, I revoked that, nigga (Throw it back)
In high school you was the man, you was so that nigga (Ooh, yeah)
Got new whips, but the beat sound like a throwback, nigga
I'm my own me, bitch, I don't follow no damn Zodiac (Throw it back)
Talkin' out his body, I'm find in, then I'm foldin' that (Throw it back)
Shootings broad day, in the lobby, ain't no goin' back (Throwback)
Diamonds on my wrist, cold as fuck, Minnesota hat
I got Codeine, Promethazine, where the soda at? (Ooh)
Dump Grenadine in my sprite, pour a four in that
I just put 200 in the trap, I'ma double back
I'ma triple that when I go back