Poppin' In Toronto!

You are now taking a trip to the 8ight
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real)

She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real
Baby girl let's link right now (Let's go)
I can take you to my house (Let's go)
We getting slumped up in my bed, now I'm all up in her mouth
We poppin' in Toronto, now we poppin' in the south
She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real
Baby girl let's link right now (Let's go)
I can take you to my house (Let's go)
We getting slumped up in my bed, now I'm all up in her mouth
We poppin' in Toronto, now we poppin' in the south

Pulled up 2 twin Glocks call it Zach & Cody (fah, fah)
All these bitches loafin', they is lackin' (Yeah)
They don't know me (On God)
I'm Mr. Run My Sack, at the bank they treat me holy (Ha ha ha)
That bitch she gave me top, it made me lock, say "Holy moly" (On God)
These slugs gon bust his face
That boy slumped up on the floor (On God)
I'm Y$$ forever talk us down, we Kids Next Door (On God)
That bitch she talking crazy call me "Clout my Mi Amor"
I don't trip about no bitches, BodyBag we had em snore (On God)

She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real
Baby girl let's link right now (Let's go)
I can take you to my house (Let's go)
We getting slumped up in my bed, now I'm all up in her mouth
We poppin' in Toronto, now we poppin' in the south
She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real
Baby girl let's link right now (Let's go)
I can take you to my house (Let's go)
We getting slumped up in my bed, now I'm all up in her mouth
We poppin' in Toronto, now we poppin' in the south
She gon' get me killed, she think she toppin' me fo real
Baby girl let's link right now (Let's go)
I can take you to my house (Let's go)
We getting slumped up in my bed, now I'm all up in her mouth
We poppin' in Toronto, now we poppin' in the south



Credits
Writer(s): Armando Santi
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