Toxic/Gossip (feat. BigBeirut)

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh I just took some Molly, I might vomit, uh Yeah, ex-bitch, she so toxic, uh She demonic, uh You niggas out of pocket So watch your wallet Cause I might pocket I stay with Beirut, he keep that rocket If a nigga got a problem, he might pop it And I stay with them killers in the tropics Yeah, all my niggas the main topic Why we always in your topics You niggas always in the gossip You better stop it Better drop shit If it ain't about the money, nigga, drop it Can't love my bitch cause she so toxic If they in the picture, we gon' crop it Ice up on me, froze, yeah, I'm frostbite Your bitch, yeah, she on me, eatin' boss dick, yeah Pain up on my back, kept me exhausted They ain't gon' do shit, but they gon' talk shit Choppa throwin' bullets, randy moss shit I spent 20 Benz up in the sum, I'm tryna tell y'all I love you Try to show ain't no other bitch above you It felt like cocaine when I hug you Releasing off endorphins when I rubbed you And I might probably cheat cause that's what thugs do I tried to show you love, but I can't love you My niggas for their mills, they tryna meek shit Tried to give you my all, you on some weak shit The worst part, I still love you, uh But I got to still do me, that's what thugs do So this the motherfuckin' thug groove Me and Roc makin' drug moves Had to go get me a bad bitch just to talk back And show you my ass, whole bunch of snake shit in here I see em in the grass Srt reach about 210 , I seen on the dash Move to fast Pray to God that I don't crash, you put me last Loony Tunes, I'm about to spaz, move like Taz Baby girl, I miss your ass How you try to trade me like I was a nobody Heard you tryna play me like I was a nobody Thought we was coming round 2 or 3, we was both riding That's the seafood seafood , yeah Oh your ass was so see-through, see-through, yeah Why you hit me, that was lethal, lethal, yeah Now I'm off to Molly, I done glowed up, uh, yeah Tell them lil' niggas better grow up, uh, yeah Why these niggas always tryna show up Can't show em no love, yeah Why I'm in your town, I'm gettin' rich again Why I'm with your girl, I'm with your bitch again Why I hit the plug, I need a brick again Make it flip again, I'm gettin' rich again I done f*ck these hoes, I'm at the Ritz again I'm up on the roads just like some Michelins I can't trust these hoes, especially from Michigan I think I got caught, I need some Vicks again Take a sip again I'm drinkin' on this codeine Why you mad at the old me, talkin' like she know me White nigga shoot from the corner Fa Fa Fa He shoot like Ginobili Brody shoot from the corner, fa fa fa He shoot like Kobe I just took some Molly, I might vomit, uh Yeah, ex-bitch, she so toxic, uh She demonic, uh You niggas out of pocket So watch your wallet Cause I might pocket I stay with Beirut, he keep that rocket If a nigga got a problem, he might pop it And I stay with them killers in the tropics Yeah, all my niggas the main topic Why we always in your topics You niggas always in the gossip