(Got the blunt wit me sit down smoke this blunt with me hope you not in love wit me can’t make you my wife but yea you nice I like your company

She won’t ever run from me know you ain’t the one for me you can leave that **** you can’t leave me bitch you stuck with me)

Toxic

Told me she love me

I’m like girl you need to stop it

You don’t love me

You love the shit that’s in my pocket

The type to fuck you good

And then i take you shopping

Don’t leave yo ****

Not for me cause girl i’m not shit

The chosen one

I beat the odds, so yea im poppin

I’m not ya ****

Don’t want ya phone don’t gotta lock it

You not my girl so why tf i’m getting locket?

You want ya nails done

And ya feet done

Said he a bitch

I wonder do he know that he one

You keep on asking for my phone

You wanna see sum?

You try to show show me

Bitch i’m blind no ion see nun

Use to have a little

Now i got a lot man

Know some **** that keep metal

Like a rock band

Bro a demon

He be hating when the glock jam

Gotta get high, yea i love weed

No i don’t pop xans

Battling shit all on my own

No i can’t tell nobody

Told you some secrets

I just pray that you don’t tell nobody

Cause if you do

No i don’t know you, treat you like nobody

I’m tryna put on for my ****

Cmg, like gotti

Back to my old ways

And lately thinking bout the old days

We ain’t have heat, we used the oven

On them cold days

Been on my mind

You drive me crazy

Yea i got road rage

Fxtts, yea that’s a bad man

Knew that i was star, before i that drop mad man

Know she a freak and she goin eat it

Just like pac man

Know i’m the hardest in my city

That’s a fact man

Can’t hang wit bums ****

Cause they don’t wanna be shit

Whole city strapped up

Like they on defense

Ion need a **** i won’t ever depend

Diamonds like the ocean

I be swimming in the deep end

I’m too P wit it

Got hella hoes

Know she don’t know

Cause i’m lowkey wit it

But if she do, don’t give a af

Cause i’m still keeping em

She take me back don’t give no fucks

Im still goin cheat again

Toxic

Told me she love me

I’m like girl you need to stop it

You don’t love me

You love the shit that’s in my pocket

The type to fuck you good

And then i take you shopping

Don’t leave yo ****

Not for me cause girl i’m not shit

The chosen one

I beat the odds, so yea im poppin

I’m not ya ****

Don’t want ya phone don’t gotta lock it

You not my girl so why tf i’m getting locket?