Toxic Freestyle
I'll break your heart I'll break your heart
I should've warned you from you start
If you don't learn to play your part
Then maybe we'll just stay apart
Your body was loaded she put the cal to me
It's such a tragedy
That bullet that you had for me
Was looking so bad to me
But now it don't rattle me
Your new nigga looks like a fad to me
He's an imitator it don't flatter me
Your new nigga mad at me
Cause he burnt like a calorie
And he don't make my salary
He's in a way lower class than me
Shorty it's sad to see
That you couldn't handle me
I knew you'd come back to me
True shit, girl I do this don't be wildin'
New drip I just mix and match like a stylist
Every other day of the week another island
We would run it up and just forget about the mileage
We was with whatever moving treeshy
Migos in ya body had you freaky
Back to the telly we was wildin'
You would do whatever just to please me
Then you went and started getting greedy
Act like the streets don't need me
You was trying to keep me in your pocket
I'm gyalis baby if you wanna pree me
Yea yea
Maybe we'd better as homie
You can hit me up when your lonely
You got niggas watching me closely
Cause I'm not your only
I should've warned you from you start
If you don't learn to play your part
Then maybe we'll just stay apart
Your body was loaded she put the cal to me
It's such a tragedy
That bullet that you had for me
Was looking so bad to me
But now it don't rattle me
Your new nigga looks like a fad to me
He's an imitator it don't flatter me
Your new nigga mad at me
Cause he burnt like a calorie
And he don't make my salary
He's in a way lower class than me
Shorty it's sad to see
That you couldn't handle me
I knew you'd come back to me
True shit, girl I do this don't be wildin'
New drip I just mix and match like a stylist
Every other day of the week another island
We would run it up and just forget about the mileage
We was with whatever moving treeshy
Migos in ya body had you freaky
Back to the telly we was wildin'
You would do whatever just to please me
Then you went and started getting greedy
Act like the streets don't need me
You was trying to keep me in your pocket
I'm gyalis baby if you wanna pree me
Yea yea
Maybe we'd better as homie
You can hit me up when your lonely
You got niggas watching me closely
Cause I'm not your only
Credits
Writer(s): Dujohn Barnes, Ishmael Brown
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