Nothing Else

Album cover art for "Nothing Else" by Toohda Band$ & Philthy Rich

Toohda Band$ & Philthy Rich - Rap

Nothing Else

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[Verse 1: Toohda Band$] Niggas hated, wanna be a nigga Niggas mad at they bitch, she wanna meet a nigga I tell baby we just working, I can't be your nigga I'm paranoid, everywhere I go, I gotta bring the heater Bad bitch, say she 'bout her money, with the thickest features [?] my bitch don't wanna fuck you, I [?] neither Boxing in the fancy car, she gotta take a breather She tried to fuck the whole gang, you still wanna keep her My white boy made 500, just from selling reefer Unc made a killing off that Ike and Tina I mean that Bob and Witney, I told her come and get me Skinny had us test the roof, he tried to slide the [?] I told pops when he come home, I got a hundred fifty Fuck that 30, this a fully I slapped on the 50 Cash money, that's for life, I grew up in the 60's Reaching for my chain, give him more than shots, he gon' be more than tipsy Been smoking weed and drinking lean, I ain't never sickly I just [?] for a walk, and [?] Old bitch from my past, she talking 'bout she miss me She done seen a nigga winning, she just wanna lick me When I was on my ass, doing bad, you ain't wanna help Went and got it on my own, off the muscle, did it by myself Jumped up in that water, head first, I feel like Michael Phelps Took so many losses, in them trentches, don't know how it felt Niggas posting lil ass money, I spent that on a belt Caught that nigga lacking, broad day, we left him screaming help This exotic in my wood, I'm smoking top shelf [?] I don't know nothing else [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] A nigga say he looking for me, than that nigga lieing A nigga would've walked up on me, would've end up dying I ain't into hiding, bitch, I'm into sliding I ain't into renting, bitch, I'm into buying I deep fry [?] bitch, I let [?] I cannot tell [?] leave the streets It's cold where I'm from, you better keep your heat You better think twice before crossing me Back to back in these foreigns, let [?] drive If I told the bitch once, I told her a thousand times I stood on that block, and sold a thousand dimes I wipe a nigga nose, big slime 9 It's Philthy

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  • Toohda Band$
  • Philthy Rich