TOAST

Yeah, yeah, these niggas doin' the most Ooh, yeah, these niggas doin' the most
Wouldn't say half of the shit that they post Tryin' to be patient, but I'm diagnosed
This shit a lay up, if I go coast to coast We gettin' bread, I'm makin' a toast
Niggas be hating, say they makin' a joke Feel like LeBron really chasin' that ghost
Ghost, Luigi's mansion Mario Bros., I ain't smokin' no carts
Shit finna have me on Rainbow Road Off of the art, bitch, we makin' our mark
Hearin' our shit, they like, they so cold My bitch is a queen, CJ so cool
Stop actin' like 12, you don't make no rules You go where I'm from they'll, take your shoes
Yeah, we gettin' that bank in my pockets, they move
Now you gotta let me know We don't pretend, FN, ain't for show
Runnin' up bands, I ran, then I blow This shit, it don't jam, Glock 10, Leave you toast
Said she lovin' on me, alright
Now you gotta let me know We don't pretend, FN, ain't for show
Runnin' up bands, I ran, then I blow This shit, it don't jam, Glock 10, Leave you toast
Said she lovin' on me, already, I don't need to boast
Smokin' gas like Indica Always chillin' in the cut
And all my niggas cut you up Slime shit, we give no fucks
Got my bitches bad as fuck, uh Rack em' up, hella stacks, stacked em' up
Yeah, fast as fuck They wanna know how I got that bag
I tell em', I don't know That lil' bitch, she shakin' ass
Drop that shit straight to the floor Blow some chips on Baghdad
Then I split like Adios Bad lil' stripper hoe, I love the way she grabbin' on my pole
Now you gotta let me know We don't pretend, FN, ain't for show
Runnin' up bands, I ran, then I blow This shit, it don't jam, Glock 10, Leave you toast
Said she lovin' on me, already, I don't need to boast
On the mic and on the stage, they love it when we hit the road
Niggas know that we ain't starvin', they know that we eat the moss
I ain't chillin' in no coffin, busy ridin' in that ghost
We got way too many jams, burn your speakers like it's Toast