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yeuth (feat bando) - toasty lyrics

intro:

ion even what* f*ck it

bridge (toasty):

walk down on em’ splash, hit him in his jaw
walk down on em’ fast, he finna trip and he fall
(fall)

verse 1 (toasty):
i blow the back out that b*tch, she suck on my d*ck, i f*ck up her walls
(yeah, yeah)
i pull the tracks out that b*tch, she think i’m the sh*t, cuz i’m standing tall
(yeah)
like i’m rockin’ slacks in this b*tch, i put up my fit and walk out the mall
(yeah)
i just spent racks on a fist, to cope with the wrist, my sh*t audemar (audemar)
i’m like a god in my city these b*tches so pretty i pull up i’m leaving em’ wet with the kitty, i been in your block with the glocky committee
(uh) (fa fa fa)
bl!ck tucked in the denim no ricky, stick tucked on my d*ck and my finger been itchy
if you got a ticket to visit my mansion, thеn jump out like cricket no limit expansion
(yеah)
i dropped a snippet the digits it’s dancing
(dancing)
whip it up in the sk!llet i flip it to lancing
(lancing uh)
wait
watch me k!ll it ain’t sk!ll b*tch it’s talent advancing
(yeah)
wait
hopped off the jet to the terminal all of these b*tches they glancing

verse 2 (bando):

just like lonely, i just been sitting relaxing
i just been, scanning for gaps so i could overlap them
whatcha thought, like c o d, s b m m, it don’t apply to me
(it don’t apply to me)
cuz’ you could get washed you spin again
(spin again)
told that b*tch i move doley
she report to her friends like she cnn, like i don’t know what you see in them
but i’m off the za and the codine, she switching the scripts like she codine
(yeah yeah)
i pull up with the fff and the yah
(fff yah)
and we hanging the sticks out the car
(fff yah)
everywhere i look, i’m seeing an opp
(opp opp)
i think i popped one too much yopps (woo)
but i can’t keep one too many chops
like phineas and ferb, don’t know what to do today
start up the day and it’s lookin’ so grey, till i put my swag on and step out the wraith
shoot for the roof that’s my starry escape
woah, if you didn’t know now you know
(you know)
what comes around will f*ckin’ blow
(f*ckin blow)
now you got a tag on your toe
(tag in your toe)
demon girl, she seeking for my soul
(for my soul)
but i’m too cold i fold and let her go
(let her go go)
my flow is too cold just like the* uh uh uh
my flow is too cold just like the snow
all this pressure undergone i had to grow
i had to climb up a new floor
(yeah)
i had too much things to explore
(yeah)
i’m just tryinna’ find all the lore
tryinna’ see big booty b*tches galore
(yeah)
upping the score, had to show these n*ggas that i’m ready for war
(war)
don’t do no jokes n*gga don’t do no gimmicks
(nah)
lemme’ show you how a real n*gga physics
(yeah)
i love to hear feed back i bless all my critics
they the real ones they really listen
this song gon’ make em’ feel sum, make em’ feel different
(feel sum)
they like when i pop off the x
boot up or geek up, i don’t know the difference
i don’t like calls from my ex
(nah)
like steven crowder, try to change my opinion
you can’t

- toasty lyrics

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