Young Chris - Toe Tag lyrics

I said your lay on the dark was short and And let behind cuz like course so call empty So rap the dawn, old school n***a, my trap to trap to tell a bomb Things get hooked and boys he got to boom Flam flame n***a get jay on the corrode It was only few years f** n***a keep coming Feel the blue might learn a lil some Got a couples n***a waging yeah I did a lil toe tag The money we discus if you ask me Gotta do these numbers like a man free b**h I don't want this n***a sh** And I only thing I ever order who*e is his dick I'll be sleigh in the first place They know that the b**hes know the business n***a dick got the who*es in the evening Struggle bout what they need, did you hear me? f** sponsored links If your who*es s** this dick then she's stuck with me Road bread I chock it, can't she really f** with me We turn into bag I got the real search p**y got that form fill, that for all the clubs n***a pay and leave the who*es, abandon who*es Look it how you make that who*e Shiiit, yeah so pay that black bottle I'mma go get it, not you G move Broke n***a know when that money talk Check my backpack, White House coffee Yeah n***a dare presidents You screaming broke p**y, now that is flowing Haven't see, I ain't gotta talk about how I'm talking with Cuz Lord know that sh** ain't relevant It's screaming blue, you the ' f** a** n***a, no luck a** n***a Cracking a** fool, better dug a** n***a I know you n***as ain't my flow Running to the wood, lady try to let me go I'm at this b**h man, I keep it on, Chopper til they chop so persistence Hit you lil workless from the distance Catch it and go scratch it Wrapping f**ing bad dog, catch the dog is f**ed up We hit it, that's the sound of a mag coast Can't hit it and keep it real in case n***as the flap gla** Mama keep writing til I get sweating n***as a black one Dance on a truck, guess how back yo No chop for lantest Get money and ask You gotta keep the medal title We'll leaving like gutter line You dogs is so bugged, them n***as are never bite Never bust a gun alone Let alone never fight If you gotta die that was never wrong, that was right See the brightest though the darkest in my life Cuz every since I was spinning n***a my heart was in the mic n***a rejecting start to checking before the flight Stay like ehy, type on the hand Coped baggage and ready to fly Ya'll n***as is p**y at, cuz we not like that Lord n***a that was mine like a n***a without a sign Ain't no pics with this bullsh** We let in tight, blow a n***a all his mind, we're here and' Chicken down the door waiting for me Leave 'em stake and on, money wave on all Let the funeral bloody stay at on Say you can't blame sits, that the wingel Hti ti to the music or packs service and get on That's not an option, I lost the clock, won't telling your p**y porsh when I drop it I'm alive motherf**er