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manic! - toohlie lyrics

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uuuhaaah

venexxi

[chorus: toohlie]

bringing in racks like a boat load
me and my 20[?] flexing on a oho[?]
buckle my bruh ​i told you guys to no,no

we finna check [?] on ’em like a d*ld*[?]
i make it rain and sell some photos
i got a strap on me but no h0m*
get to the bag i got it in my downloads
get to the racks i get it on my solo
when i blow up i get rest on my bro, bro
lately i really been up with my [?]
i k!lled the beat they had to call the po*po
copped the stick got it for the low*low
copped the beat got me moving in slow*mo
i’m with the team i’m going off the show tho[?]
i’m rocking nuber nine tony roumoe
get on my cellphone, i need more, more

i’m going crazy they call me a manic
pull out da stick and watch that n*gga panic
pull out the bl!ck and he gon’ need a medic
i hit a l!ck i’m a top spot bandit
‘nough of them entertainers, little anticques[?]
f*ck all theses n*ggas it’s gonna be frantic[?]
venexxi just sent me the beat and i ran it
i feel like a ranson ’cause i just landed
[part 2: rezzie]

n0body finna stop me im in go mode
i do it all by myself lika a promo
im coming in with a pack like a cargo
i hit yo hoe from the back and we borrow[?]
we going stupid they call us a manic
i am in the army we come with the candy[?]
we hit his body he not gonna stand it

i feel like uzi i buy me a planet
tell me do you wanna mess with the gang
bro got a choppa he letting it bang
i tell the ops better stay in your lane
i tell my shawty that she not my main
i got my drum i don’t run outta ammo
i see the oppas[?] i’m glad that they came
look at this momma i put her through sorrow
i let the hoe and told her she lame

ugh

i got a shooter he do what i say so
shawty play with that d*ck like it’s play*dooh
she wanna f*ck because she see the bezos
i be catching those ops with my draco
40 really caught a body he ley low
tell me if you really wanna get halo
tell me if you really wanna get k.o. or get a halo
i f*cked that b*tch from the back n*gga
i put a forgeign in a cup and i don’t got a cap n*gga
i gotta get to the bag n*gga
she wanna eat on that d*ck i call her a fat n*gga
we gotta get to the racks
i got a ak47 pushing you back n*gga
my n*gga he moving em packs
he got a gun on his hips so you know he gon’ count n*gga

[chorus: toohlie]

bringing in racks like a boat load
me and my 20[?] flexing on a oho[?]
buckle my bruh ​i told you guys to no,no

we finna check [?] on ’em like a d*ld*[?]
i make it rain and sell some photos
i got a strap on me but no h0m*
get to the bag i got it in my downloads
get to the racks i get it on my solo
when i blow up i get rest on my bro, bro
lately i really been up with my [?]
i k!lled the beat they had to call the po*po
copped the stick got it for the low*low
copped the beat got me moving in slow*mo
i’m with the team i’m going off the show tho[?]
i’m rocking nuber nine tony roumoe
get on my cellphone, i need more, more
i’m going crazy they call me a manic
pull out da stick and watch that n*gga panic
pull out the bl!ck and he gon’ need a medic
i hit a l!ck i’m a top spot bandit
‘nough of them entertainers, little anticques[?]
f*ck all theses n*ggas it’s gonna be frantic[?]
venexxi just sent me the beat and i ran it
i feel like a ranson ’cause i just landed

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