Young Chris - Toe Tag текст песни

I said your lay on the dark was short and
And let behind cuz like course so call empty
So rap the dawn, old school nigga, my trap to trap to tell a bomb
Things get hooked and boys he got to boom
Flam flame nigga get jay on the corrode
It was only few years fuck nigga keep coming
Feel the blue might learn a lil some
Got a couples nigga waging yeah I did a lil toe tag
The money we discus if you ask me
Gotta do these numbers like a man free
Bitch I don't want this nigga shit
And I only thing I ever order whore is his dick
I'll be sleigh in the first place
They know that the bitches know the business
Nigga dick got the whores in the evening
Struggle bout what they need, did you hear me? Fuck
If your whores suck this dick then she's stuck with me
Road bread I chock it, can't she really fuck with me
We turn into bag I got the real search
Pussy got that form fill, that for all the clubs
Nigga pay and leave the whores, abandon whores
Look it how you make that whore
Shiiit, yeah so pay that black bottle
I'mma go get it, not you G move
Broke nigga know when that money talk
Check my backpack, White House coffee
Yeah nigga dare presidents
You screaming broke pussy, now that is flowing
Haven't see, I ain't gotta talk about how I'm talking with
Cuz Lord know that shit ain't relevant
It's screaming blue, you the '
Fuck ass nigga, no luck ass nigga
Cracking ass fool, better dug ass nigga
I know you niggas ain't my flow
Running to the wood, lady try to let me go
I'm at this bitch man, I keep it on,
Chopper til they chop so persistence
Hit you lil workless from the distance
Catch it and go scratch it
Wrapping fucking bad dog, catch the dog is fucked up
We hit it, that's the sound of a mag coast
Can't hit it and keep it real in case
Niggas the flap glass
Mama keep writing til I get sweating
Niggas a black one
Dance on a truck, guess how back yo
No chop for lantest
Get money and ask
You gotta keep the medal title
We'll leaving like gutter line
You dogs is so bugged, them niggas are never bite
Never bust a gun alone
Let alone never fight
If you gotta die that was never wrong, that was right
See the brightest though the darkest in my life
Cuz every since I was spinning nigga my heart was in the mic
Nigga rejecting start to checking before the flight
Stay like ehy, type on the hand
Coped baggage and ready to fly
Ya'll niggas is pussy at, cuz we not like that
Lord nigga that was mine like a nigga without a sign
Ain't no pics with this bullshit
We let in tight, blow a nigga all his mind, we're here and'
Chicken down the door waiting for me
Leave 'em stake and on, money wave on all
Let the funeral bloody stay at on
Say you can't blame sits, that the wingel
Hti ti to the music or packs service and get on
That's not an option, I lost the clock, won't telling your pussy porsh when I drop it
I'm alive motherfucker