G4 Boyz - Toma (Remix) lyrics

[Pre-Hook: Buggy] Uno dos tres Cuatro cinco seis The plug just hit me with 10 bricks And it's on the way Got to thank Jesus Man I cannot lose He flying off from Mexico You know what I'ma do [Hook: Buggy & OG Maco] He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] I ride the Masi today I ride the Bentley tomorrow I'ma f** her, she a model She'll bust it for a follow Pull on your block with a 2-2-3 Leave your brains in the street My n***as starving, let 'em eat Turn your food, have a feast Still riding 'round with a chopper Hit you in the head when I pop up Leave a hole in your head, call the doctor Got shooters on shooters, who shot ya? Pull up in the jet with a real check I got rich, I'ma flex Broke n***a you a mess I bought a Rollie, diamonds wet I can tell you a ho I don't talk on Instagram, I got too many O's These old rappers tryna steal my old flow Sipping the lean and I pour a four Hit me with the bricks like TOMA In the kitchen, you can smell the aroma Put a hole in your head like a donut I been walkin' 'round flexing 'cause I'm froze up Uno, dos, hit a jugg with the plug on the boat I'm the plug in a hood with the coat Y'all n***as ain't seen no blow Ya, for real though My n***as walk 'round with the AK, in the field though [Pre-Hook: Buggy] Uno dos tres Cuatro cinco seis The plug just hit me with 10 bricks And it's on the way Got to thank Jesus Man I cannot lose He flying off from Mexico You know what I'ma do [Hook: Buggy & OG Maco] He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA [Verse 2: Buggy] Plug don't speak no engle He don't really like speaking to gringes Man I'll show you all the packs off eBay All I do is just trap and play 2K Cause a young n***a trapping off the phone I hit her once and the b**h keep calling I ain't picking up if you ain't got no guap Trying to love the internet and the bad blocks Stop fronting, man your pictures don't be here Stop fronting man, you don't serve chickens All night we be trapping out the motel New plug say he got it all wholesale Pull up like oh my god Then pull off like oh my god PayPal how we trapping online [Bridge: Buggy] When I swipe I don't ever decline Throw the package up, you ain't gotta sign Fall in love boy, I don't got time If you looking for a love go find it VVS's all my motherf**ing diamonds Bricks in the stash house, that's the white house Got a young n***a feeling like Obama [Bridge: Buggy] When I swipe I don't ever decline Throw the package up, you ain't gotta sign Fall in love boy, I don't got time If you looking for a love go find it VVS's all my motherf**ing diamonds Bricks in the stash house, that's the white house Got a young n***a feeling like Obama [Pre-Hook: Buggy] Uno dos tres Cuatro cinco seis The plug just hit me with 10 bricks And it's on the way Got to thank Jesus Man I cannot lose He flying off from Mexico You know what I'ma do [Hook: Buggy & OG Maco] He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA He hit me with the bricks like TOMA [Verse 3: Ice Baby] She said she wanna give me the chocha All I really wanted was the c**a I came for the deep and and she falling asleep Now I got her a** in a coal mine n***a got beef better hold up I got that thing make you blow up I got that thing make you back track You don't want none' you better back back I got them bricks in a backpack No fake sh** n***a, real rap All you n***as fake and you riff raff I'm talking 'bout bricks, you ain't got that Forty for the bricks I get them In your girl's p**y yellin' touchdown Diamonds straight dancing like Chris Brown If a n***a want diss he gon' get rounds [Verse 4: Blade Brown] Ay, ay, he hit me with the bricks like TOMA I left all the fiends in a coma With whipping I got a diploma I was loving the paper but hate the aroma I whip 'em, I whip 'em alone, I'm a loner Wait, they think we don't whip it in Britain? There ain't enough time in this rhythm to break down all the bricks that we're splitting The packs is dripping I season the chicken, I cook it so different In the foreign I'm sitting Just driving, collecting the papers the mission Said they f** with me cause I'm a street n***a But don't f** with me cause I'm a street n***a Thinking London is sweet n***a n***as knock you off of your feet n***a Big speed, this is G4 Talk racks and I speak raw See feds on that eye roll Man I have to take a quick detour This is trap life, yeah we're in and out My n***as live this, you can't make it up Grab a brick then we break it up Cosign then we chase it up Yeah we cosign then we chase it up Give 'em one taste, I bet it wake 'em up Give 'em one taste, I bet it wake 'em up I cop a Valentino then I lace it up