TOXICITY
(Uh-uh)
I...
Gotta get it
Put my family on the back that's the mission
I...
Put my city on the map that's the ticket
(Uh)
Seen it in her eyes yeah
Should've known that she was toxic
I ain't into wasting time man
I've been really on the grind yeah
Bitch you lost me when you crossed me
I was down bad hit a lick now I'm ballin'
Chillin' Andiamos eating fettuccine pasta
Billy up the choppa he gon knock you off the roster...
Yeah these goals, had to manifest
(Uhh)
I was born to ball, I was bound to win...
Looking at me weird, send my dogs to get em
(Grr)
She my fuckin' best friend
We gon ride that shit til the fuckin' rims bend
Or if they fall off i don't know I'm in a benz
Say she love me now but that shit is just pretend
(Uh- ahh)
Hit me on the weekend
Why you always tweakin'
(Oh no)
Please don't call my phone no more
I don't even know you no more
(Nah nah)
I ain't surprised
(Wa wa)
Seen it in her eyes a thousand times
Knew that she was lyin'
I cant do that shit
(Wa wa)
Wasting all my time on a mission...
I gotta get it
I...
Gotta get it
Put my family on the back that's the mission
I...
Gotta get it
Put my city on the map that's the ticket
(Uhh)
Seen it in her eyes yeah
Should've known that she was toxic
I ain't into wasting time man
I've been really on the grind yeah
Bitch you lost me when you crossed me
I was down bad hit a lick now i'm ballin'
Chillin' Andiamos eating fettuccine pasta
Billy up the choppa he gon knock you off the roster
(Mmm)
Bounce Back
The way I swing that choppa like it's Baghdad
We ain't scared to drop a body bitch we love that
(We love that)
I swear to god bitch we love that
My young blood yeah he toke tags
(Mm)
Seen a body bag at thirteen
Couldn't even sleep I had dark dreams
(Mmm)
I had dark dreams
Thought you was my right hand...
Treated you better than my own brother
How you gon do me like that?
After everything that we said
It don't make sense
If it ain't bout bands then we ain't shakin' hands
If it's bout my brothers then we throwing hands
You ain't bout these problems, why you gettin' mad?
All I wanted was a bag...
(Uh-uhh)
Yeah
I...
Gotta get it
Put my family on the back that's the mission
I...
Put my city on the map that's the ticket
(Uh)
Seen it in her eyes yeah
Should've known that she was toxic
I ain't into wasting time man
I've been really on the grind yeah
Bitch you lost me when you crossed me
I was down bad hit a lick now I'm ballin'
Chillin' Andiamos eating fettuccine pasta
Billy up the choppa he gon knock you off the roster...
Yeah these goals, had to manifest
(Uhh)
I was born to ball, I was bound to win...
Looking at me weird, send my dogs to get em
(Grr)
She my fuckin' best friend
We gon ride that shit til the fuckin' rims bend
Or if they fall off i don't know I'm in a benz
Say she love me now but that shit is just pretend
(Uh- ahh)
Hit me on the weekend
Why you always tweakin'
(Oh no)
Please don't call my phone no more
I don't even know you no more
(Nah nah)
I ain't surprised
(Wa wa)
Seen it in her eyes a thousand times
Knew that she was lyin'
I cant do that shit
(Wa wa)
Wasting all my time on a mission...
I gotta get it
I...
Gotta get it
Put my family on the back that's the mission
I...
Gotta get it
Put my city on the map that's the ticket
(Uhh)
Seen it in her eyes yeah
Should've known that she was toxic
I ain't into wasting time man
I've been really on the grind yeah
Bitch you lost me when you crossed me
I was down bad hit a lick now i'm ballin'
Chillin' Andiamos eating fettuccine pasta
Billy up the choppa he gon knock you off the roster
(Mmm)
Bounce Back
The way I swing that choppa like it's Baghdad
We ain't scared to drop a body bitch we love that
(We love that)
I swear to god bitch we love that
My young blood yeah he toke tags
(Mm)
Seen a body bag at thirteen
Couldn't even sleep I had dark dreams
(Mmm)
I had dark dreams
Thought you was my right hand...
Treated you better than my own brother
How you gon do me like that?
After everything that we said
It don't make sense
If it ain't bout bands then we ain't shakin' hands
If it's bout my brothers then we throwing hands
You ain't bout these problems, why you gettin' mad?
All I wanted was a bag...
(Uh-uhh)
Yeah
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Writer(s): Mohamad Atat
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