Toxic

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy (Jaahvenchy made a fucking hit) Ayy (Oh my God, Dare) Uh, is he a runner? Is he a track star? (Okay, okay) I'm a gunner and a trap star (Okay, okay) And a rap star (Okay) See, I can't fall in love, I got a black heart (Grrt, baow) [Chorus] See, I don't got no feeling, chase after these bands Don't wanna be your man, don't wanna be your friend See, I just wanna fuck, your man probably a fan I keep it on the low, don't post me on the 'Gram I'm tryna build up my label like CMG Bitches love me, always posting me like TMZ And if I fuck your bitch, go talk to her, don't DM me I just fuck her, then I kick her out my BNB (Facts) [Verse 1] I just wanna hit, then baby girl, I'm disappearing I tell her play my music loud and let her boyfriend hear it Niggas pillow talk for pussy, what's the deal, nigga? She call my phonе, it's just to fuck 'cause I'm a real nigga I don't need to spend for thе pussy, baby, 'cause I ain't stupid I dare a bitch to call me broke 'cause they all know I do this She said she love me, I can't say it back (Say it back) See, every L a nigga took, you know I made it back (I made it back) That nigga mad, I probably fucked his BM He thinks he's brave, he's tweakin' in my DM (Oh, he's a bitch) His bitch is bad, but now she's claiming 3M You talk about me while I'm grinding AM to the PM (Facts) [Chorus] See, I don't got no feeling, chase after these bands Don't wanna be your man, don't wanna be your friend See, I just wanna fuck, your man probably a fan I keep it on the low, don't post me on the 'Gram I'm tryna build up my label like CMG Bitches love me, always posting me like TMZ And if I fuck your bitch, go talk to her, don't DM me I just fuck her, then I kick her out my BNB [Verse 2] Don't post me on the 'Gram See, I don't got no feelings, chase after these bands See, I can't fall in love, I hope you understand Telling me you love the kid, you gotta love the gang Hundred K on jewelry, so I just keep a toolie Your bitch is single when she with me 'cause my life a movie Uh, she got a man, but, yeah, she know I'm boomin' You wife a whore, so don't be mad at me 'cause I just prove it Real G, getting money just like EST I got niggas in their feelings tryna DM me She suck my dick and then I kick her out my BNB (Bye) And when she call me, I just put my phone on DND [Chorus] See, I don't got no feeling, chase after these bands Don't wanna be your man, don't wanna be your friend See, I just wanna fuck, your man probably a fan I keep it on the low, don't post me on the 'Gram I'm tryna build up my label like CMG Bitches love me, always posting me like TMZ And if I fuck your bitch, go talk to her, don't DM me I just fuck her, then I kick her out my BNB