Toast
They feelin' us. You know they feelin' us
ZACK BABY, Haha. Yeah Zack baby. Call me Zack baby...
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' where ever that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
[1: Zack Farlow[
Toast... If you rockin' wit' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
(???) No pencil, Try to copy me wit' no stencil
Thank the lord that I made it here, you wouldn't believe the that I been through
So I'm sauced up, No condiments, I stay fresh as hell like a (???)
I swear to ya'll I'm fuckin' raw, I couldn't even tell you where the condom isss... uh
And it's crazy girl but how I liivvee uhh.
And if you a bad bitch then you comin' wit' uss.
Can't come along, so girl bring ya friendssuss.
We could sip margarittas wayy down inn canncunnn.
If you can't make her dance, I bet these bands will.
Slow music playin' I might light some candles...
You know that ass is fat, Just grabbed a hand full.
She might have a lil' bit more than I could handle. Zack!
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' whenver that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
Toast... If you rockin' wi' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
In the cut like a knife do, I'm a rhyme shark I might bite you
Don't mind me I'm the type too, get high as hell. like a kite flew. away
It's insane how I get paid, Every day now a new state.
New stage now, these girls screamin' my name out. Zack!.
And you fake as hell you counterfeit, Gimme a fifth of Crown and I'm downin' it.
It's the first thing goin' down in here. cause it's goin' down like a (found a or fountain?) ship baby
They suprised as hell, I be droppin' hits baby, but I work hard and well equipped, yeah
So there ain't no choice but to get rich baby, but before leave less' have a sip babe Toast
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' whenver that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
Toast... If you rockin' wi' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
ZACK BABY, Haha. Yeah Zack baby. Call me Zack baby...
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' where ever that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
[1: Zack Farlow[
Toast... If you rockin' wit' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
(???) No pencil, Try to copy me wit' no stencil
Thank the lord that I made it here, you wouldn't believe the that I been through
So I'm sauced up, No condiments, I stay fresh as hell like a (???)
I swear to ya'll I'm fuckin' raw, I couldn't even tell you where the condom isss... uh
And it's crazy girl but how I liivvee uhh.
And if you a bad bitch then you comin' wit' uss.
Can't come along, so girl bring ya friendssuss.
We could sip margarittas wayy down inn canncunnn.
If you can't make her dance, I bet these bands will.
Slow music playin' I might light some candles...
You know that ass is fat, Just grabbed a hand full.
She might have a lil' bit more than I could handle. Zack!
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' whenver that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
Toast... If you rockin' wi' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
In the cut like a knife do, I'm a rhyme shark I might bite you
Don't mind me I'm the type too, get high as hell. like a kite flew. away
It's insane how I get paid, Every day now a new state.
New stage now, these girls screamin' my name out. Zack!.
And you fake as hell you counterfeit, Gimme a fifth of Crown and I'm downin' it.
It's the first thing goin' down in here. cause it's goin' down like a (found a or fountain?) ship baby
They suprised as hell, I be droppin' hits baby, but I work hard and well equipped, yeah
So there ain't no choice but to get rich baby, but before leave less' have a sip babe Toast
I'm ridin' through city got the beat bangin'
I'm goin' whenver that the driver take me
I'm rollin' up some sour yeah that shit tangy
I'm pourin' up the liquor bouta' start drankin'
You better see my glass I'm tryna' fill it up
I can tell it's going down these hoes is feelin' us
I tell em' turn around, and put they asses up
If you rockin' wit' me baby, put ya glasses up.
Toast... If you rockin' wi' me. Let's have a Toast
Give you somethin' to see, Let's have a Toast
I got money wit'me, Let's have a Toast
Girl we livin' a dream, Let's have a Tooaast baby.
Yeah. Let's have a Toast... Whoo les' have a Toast...
Girl let's have a Toast... Whhooo less have a Tooasst!
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Writer(s): Zachariah Farlow, Joshua Luellen
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