White Toes
This ain't luck bae, from where how I came, from out that hole
Left for dead, I told her to only put white on her toe
I'm a player, that bitch gon' let me feel like clothes
Conversate with my maid, we was talkin' bout bows
I told him they don't get clean, this really gon' be on
30 stick up in my boxers
Tell em no story, they can't stop
Poppin' glock but he ain't poppin
That ain't you, you know that's copied
Why I feel like I never see you
Probably cause my vision blurry from the shit I'm on
You hurt me bad, you ain't glad to see me
It look like glass nah, bae these VV's on
You actin' bad, tryna get some CC huh
I'm on a yeah, I can't get no sleep uh
Tell em to stop it
Bro in a cell, fightin' a case like Rocky
Ayy, I want her bad, she got white up on her toe
Ask what my name and I know that I would chose
My mama text, she say, boy, pick up the phone
Tell all my maids, shid they, better clean them bowls
Spin every day, make it hot when it get cold
Yesterday, I was postin' front the store
I'm thankin' God, now we finally got some motion
Remember days, I was stuck' feel like I'm froze
Head on a curve, they did Em wrongg
Them youngins, they gon' pop out, tryna get em gone
That lil' bitch, she be wet, wet just like the Ocean
Put some diamonds on the best, bitch, tell her eat it slow
Tell her give me throat
Don't never stop, bitch, eat it till you choke
You into it with my dogs, then I'm tryna take your soul
Runnin' with them wolves and I can't leave em on they own cold oh ohh
She gon' take it off, on sight when she see me
She know I'm player, she don't never wanna leave me
They know it's up, they forever gon' see me
And the South is rough, I can't lie, like it's easy
I can't give up on them fam, they need me
I'ma drip Ma Ma with some VV
Anywhere in the car, she let me beat, beat
And she treat me like a star when she see me
Ayy, I want her bad, she got white up on her toes
Ask what's my name and I know that I would chose
My mama text, she say, boy, pick up the phone
Tell all my maids, shit they, better clean them bowl
Spin every day, make it hot when it get cold
Yesterday, I was postin' front the store
I'm thankin' God that we finally got some more
Remember days, I was stuck felt like I'm froze
I was stuck feel ' like I'm froze
Froze
Left for dead, I told her to only put white on her toe
I'm a player, that bitch gon' let me feel like clothes
Conversate with my maid, we was talkin' bout bows
I told him they don't get clean, this really gon' be on
30 stick up in my boxers
Tell em no story, they can't stop
Poppin' glock but he ain't poppin
That ain't you, you know that's copied
Why I feel like I never see you
Probably cause my vision blurry from the shit I'm on
You hurt me bad, you ain't glad to see me
It look like glass nah, bae these VV's on
You actin' bad, tryna get some CC huh
I'm on a yeah, I can't get no sleep uh
Tell em to stop it
Bro in a cell, fightin' a case like Rocky
Ayy, I want her bad, she got white up on her toe
Ask what my name and I know that I would chose
My mama text, she say, boy, pick up the phone
Tell all my maids, shid they, better clean them bowls
Spin every day, make it hot when it get cold
Yesterday, I was postin' front the store
I'm thankin' God, now we finally got some motion
Remember days, I was stuck' feel like I'm froze
Head on a curve, they did Em wrongg
Them youngins, they gon' pop out, tryna get em gone
That lil' bitch, she be wet, wet just like the Ocean
Put some diamonds on the best, bitch, tell her eat it slow
Tell her give me throat
Don't never stop, bitch, eat it till you choke
You into it with my dogs, then I'm tryna take your soul
Runnin' with them wolves and I can't leave em on they own cold oh ohh
She gon' take it off, on sight when she see me
She know I'm player, she don't never wanna leave me
They know it's up, they forever gon' see me
And the South is rough, I can't lie, like it's easy
I can't give up on them fam, they need me
I'ma drip Ma Ma with some VV
Anywhere in the car, she let me beat, beat
And she treat me like a star when she see me
Ayy, I want her bad, she got white up on her toes
Ask what's my name and I know that I would chose
My mama text, she say, boy, pick up the phone
Tell all my maids, shit they, better clean them bowl
Spin every day, make it hot when it get cold
Yesterday, I was postin' front the store
I'm thankin' God that we finally got some more
Remember days, I was stuck felt like I'm froze
I was stuck feel ' like I'm froze
Froze
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Writer(s): Derrick Wilson
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