Big Toe

I'm stacking dough Need my space like a cornrow Put some bands on his head, call him Melo Can't have one girl, I need 'bout five hoes Head so nasty I could feel it in my big toe Popped a bottle now we rocking called up three mo These freaks so nasty they jus wanna do a kilo Ran outta dope, plug reload Then I took my bitch home to my pillow Poppin a bottle Liquid potent Fuckin on a model I been feeling nice I think I could write a novel You haters on my nerves You to me is next to Donald I'm pedal to the metal Ace pilot on the throttle How I'm this hot and I'm only 17 When I was young I was broke now I'm clean You could tell by the Buddha on my jeans Flexin y'all fugazi Ain't got shit on lamin I'm stacking dough Need my space like a cornrow Put some bands on his head call him Melo Can't have one girl I need bout five hoes Head so nasty I could feel it in my big toe Popped a bottle now we rockin called up three mo These freaks so nasty They jus wanna do a kilo Ran outta dope, plug reload Then I took my bitch home to my pillow