Toast

(Where—where—where)

(Where—where—where)

(saint in this motherfucker)

(Where—where—where)

(Where's n9ck?)

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, I been places I ain't 'posed to be

I seen shit I ain't 'posed to see

She keep bending it over

I think she seen me on a poster

I been everywhere I ain't supposed to be

Abuse eights, I be toasting these

I put a pint on a coaster

I make a bitch wanna come a lil' closer

I make my main bitch whine like my motor

I make your bitch wanna rip off my Trojans

I make old black **** mad, Zack and Cody

I'm in Balenci', Prada, and Vetements like the old me

I change my number so **** can't call me

Bitch I might fumble her, rule out the phony

I tell her "Jump", she like, "Bae, where I'm going?"

I got too much on my mind, I'm too focused

Real one bitch, they bogus

This the real one ****, no joke

Really don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch

But I still make a ho feel important

And I'm still with my day one ****

I been fly since day one ****

I been high since day one ****

If you try my partner gon' kill you

Yeah, I'm still getting fly in pavillions

Yeah, all my opps died, no you ain't get to hear 'em

Or feel him, or see anything he was on

Fuck that, spin get his lil' bitch ass gone

Here for the win, I ain't taking no loss

And you ain't from here so take everything off

Got money everywhere, spend bread on my sauce

Ain't you ain't make it nowhere, hear my exhaust bitch

Yeah, I been places I ain't 'posed to be

I seen shit I ain't 'posed to see

She keep bending it over

I think she seen me on a poster

I been everywhere I ain't supposed to be

Abuse eights, I be toasting these

I put a pint on a coaster

I make a bitch wanna' come a lil' closer