Too Toxic

Too toxic, move out the way
Glock on my hip swear it's stuck to my waist
Shoot it up, ion play
No clock but the hand gon be stuck to your face
Call bro, what's the word
Tryna put a nigga in the dirt
Toxic relationship, we will not work
But baby come here, come and suck me up first
I tell niggas to clear me a path
Baby jus leave I can't talk bout my past
And I know this shit deeper than rap
Catch me lil Gdot leave him where he at
Talk on bro you get took off the map
I spin and I spin tryna dump out the mag
Dump out the mag, I tell bro hit the gas
Shoot it up he get left like a mat
I ain't never gon' die
Tell brodie come slide
We smoke all the weed now I'm feeling too high
Green Light nigga I can't never die
I'm always on go give a fuck bout the time
(Like Grrah Grrah,)
I'm always on go give a fuck bout the time
Never been shot
Catch a lil nigga leave him on his block
Too many bodies niggas seen 'em drop
She a baddie, her gun ain't on lock, like, grrah grrah
Thick lil baby tryn' see what it do
Keep my gun I go kuu with the deuce
Can't stop red light lil nigga go thru
I'm Mr. GonKillEmEvenAtTheStu
Lil baby too cute she got me in my mind
Feeling like I'm runnin' out of time
LED by the way that I change
Yeah she bad, but I know she the line
Like I can not fuck a bitch no lie
Her lil new mans could get shot and he die
Like a beat drop
Skip a beat and then beat drops
Too many niggas get caught with the heat on
How you gon' die? Nigga you can not respawn
30s and 9s but my Glock make a heat song
And that's word to my mo' fucking dead
Caught lil Mac that the beam to his dreads
Catch lil EJ I know that he sped
Nd Isaac got smoked got me up seeing red
Smoking that nigga got shot in his, like
Smoking that nigga got shot in his mouth
Seeing black, the light jus went out
I'm the storm lil nigga go get in ya house
Hiding from me but I'm inside ya walls
Dumb lil nigga got cut with a saw
Ain't talkin' 'bout art but I know what I saw
30s Barettas I'm standing too tall
And I still ain't ever fallen down
Like it's Zillow, searching for ya home
Now I know where you stay nigga imma go rogue
Can't even lie I jus do what I'm told
I can't help how I act this is how I'm raised
30 poppin' aiming for ya face
Imma spray, no pepper, and no mace
This shit getting dusty like an old vase
Shit getting muddy I step in the party
She a baddie sippin' on Bacardi
Talkin to demons momma know I'm sorry
I can't help how I be steady talkin like
And I know how I'm 'posed to act
New quote don't poster that
She was bad for a min now I'm over that
I'm protective I'll show her that like