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She say I'm toxic Why she tryna lock lip All she do is lie and cheat and eatin' hot chips Bitches flop flip Captains never hop ship Think you're safe until I hit you with the lock pick, ooh You are not it Talk 'bout how you pop shit Yeah, take a shot at me, watch the shot miss Shape in top tip You smokin' that dog shit I ain't stoppin' til I'm hoggin' up your top ten You always on that bullshit and the nonsense I'm always strugglin' with stayin' on the topic (What's goin' on) I hate a bitch whose personality's the office I'm still blowing through paper like Michael Scott did (Yuh, mmh) I can pick the flies out with my chopsticks All around me, I'm the shit, yeah they flockin' (Shhhh) Try to hit me with the case but you dropped it (Dropped it) Shot is hittin' off the bank, a deposit Woo, look, I walk in with options (Options) Yeah, she think I'm a godsend (Nope) You wanna see Cardi B, grab a bucket and a mop then (Haha) If you want a Birkin Bag, go and shoplift (Go and shoplift) Money tree, na bitch I ain't from Compton Gettin' sloppy drunk and texting exes isn't hot shit Imma dick, I'm so sorry, I can't stop it (Uh-huh) Or am I just bein' honest, but She say I'm toxic Why she tryna lock lip (She tryna lock lip) All she do is lie and cheat and eatin' hot chips (Eatin' hot chips) Bitches flop flip Captains never hop ship (Never hop ship) Think you're safe until I hit you with the lock pick, ooh You are not it Talk 'bout how you pop shit (How you pop shit) Yeah, take a shot at me, watch the shot miss (Watch the shot miss) Shape in top tip You smokin' that dog shit (Dog shit) I ain't stoppin' til I'm hoggin' up your top ten Like what the f*ck is this (What) I ain't come to miss (What) Down in SoCo ridin' solo in my element (My element) Iceberg in this bitch (Yeah) Only see the tip (Yeah) Got a problem, check the numbers cause they doublin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Woah, I'm talkin' now never later My car got horses, your polo got alligators (That shit Lacoste bro) Yeah, woah, ugly like all my haters So I'm rollin' in the dough I look better on paper Yeah, woah, my career I created (Mm-hmm) You count on your alma mater, I count up my acres Yeah, woah, oh your girl from Decatur Yeah she used to call me daddy but we ain't related (Its true) Yeah, woah, game got givers and takers I don't give or take no shit I must not be a player Yeah, woah, f*ck them next door complainers We keep on playin' until we gettin' new neighbors they say I'm (Yeah) Toxic Why she tryna lock lip (She tryna lock lip) All she do is lie and cheat and eatin' hot chips (Eatin' hot chips) Bitches flop flip Captains never hop ship (Never hop ship) Think you're safe until I hit you with the lock pick, ooh You are not it Talk 'bout how you pop shit (How you pop shit) Yeah, take a shot at me, watch the shot miss (Watch the shot miss) Shape in top tip You smokin' that dog shit (Dog shit) I ain't stoppin' til I'm hoggin' up your top ten
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