Toxic Blessing

Lyrics

[Intro] Haha, nah, for real, G Tie a nigga up, the motherfucker Cash Kidd Sock in this mall Bitch-ass nigga, huh Ayy, fuck you niggas talkin' to? Psh, yeah (I like that, Anton) [Chorus] Fuck out my face with your advice, you broke, huh (You broke, yeah) Let me catch you hatin', I'ma hop on your ho, boy (Ho) I ain't your bitch, what you lyin' to me for? (What?) Tryna get over on me like I'm drivin' too slow (Yeah) Showed her an M, no, I'm not cockin' her though, huh (No, I'm not) Feel like Scooby Doo, hit the lot, get the Ghost, ooh No pink slip like my job let me go, lil' broke-ass niggas need to find 'em one [Verse] Pst, she can't leave me 'lone, I'm a toxic blessing (Ayy) I'm beefin' with some bums, all my opps is peasants Lil' dirt, think he sweet with my sloppy sеconds I buss down a Plain, nigga, 9-11 She takin' in my kids like child protectivе New crib, got it black like my house infected Yeah, lake in the back, I got it wrappin' Pick her up, make her walk back, Michael Jackson You broke, scammer, need to start retiring Just found 13K inside the dryer, yeah Bitch so spoiled like her time expired They payin' for the lines like a job at Chrysler, yeah Big backends, I feel like a spider (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I'm son to all these niggas, I should rock a visor You fuckin' in the car, almost popped the tire My kids in her mouth like a mama tiger (Ayy, ayy) We ridin' in the striker, tryna find a striker I only want the mouth, I ain't tryna wife her (Yeah, I'm not though) I got a thousand hoes and my mama like 'em (My mama do) He's savin' all the bitches, he a firefighter (Yeah) It's time for you to go, but your neck was splendid She actin' like a keeper, she was recommended, huh Bitch so bad, give her ass detention I feel like Santa Claus how I stand on business (What you mean?) [Chorus] Fuck out my face with your advice, you broke, huh (You broke, yeah) Let me catch you hatin', I'ma hop on your ho, boy (Ho) I ain't your bitch, what you lyin' to me for? (What?) Tryna get over on me like I'm drivin' too slow (Yeah) Showed her an M, no, I'm not cockin' her though, huh (No, I'm not) Feel like Scooby Doo, hit the lot, get the Ghost, ooh No pink slip like my job let me go, lil' broke-ass niggas need to find 'em one