Toma (DJ Buddha Remix)

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These boys all my sons like Phoenix

My city and state never ever seen this

Jimmy Neutron I'm a young boy genius

I'm a futon I'ma give her that **

When this sh*t's done I'ma fill up arenas

Ooh like Gilbert Arenas shoot my shot

I'm still with the demons ooh I keep it thorough

I got five chicks in New York that means one in each borough

I'm in the pocket like Burrow

When I'm back home though they treat me like

Robert De Niro

Took her to Taco Bell bought her a churro

Took her home gave her a cinnamon swirl

I left it in now I got a one-year old zeros on zeros on zeros Zeros

That's what my back account balance say Woo

I got a check from the shoe company

Now I do anything that New Balance say

I bought her a plane ticket out of state

I got me a shorty from 'round the way said

I'm in town today

She said she comin' over and she down to stay

I got a hit she been playin' that s*it

So when she pull up on me I know

what she 'bout to say

What's poppin'

Brand new whip just hopped in Just hopped in

I got options

I could pass that bi*ch like Stockton It ain't nothin'

Just joshin'

I'ma spend this holiday locked in

My body got rid of them toxins Let me go mmh mmh

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Call up my bi*ch tell her Bring me that noggin Brrt

Brain real good she a scholar

I like the thing with low mileage good brain with no college

Call me DaBaby no toddler Wah

I'm real creative and stylish F&N in my denim

I send a hit make him spin 'em

And I just flew back from LA on the jet yesterday Yeah

I go back and forth like I play tennis

I **** with your ho yeah I'm fit for it

Still on the Billboard the number one song

and you can't

And I done got so ****in' rich

all these hoes on my d*ck

I still don't give a **** what you say

She eat like a Pac Man

Whoop a ni*ga like I'm Batman

I just pulled up in the Batmobile Yeah

The reason I ain't ****in' with these rap-ass ni*gas

'Cause they cap-ass ni*gas Cap

And they raps ain't real Cap

Believe me you wanna keep your life then take it easy

I'm rockin' water diamonds need a Squeegee

These ni*gas watered down they drinkin' Fiji

My whip is orange and brown like I'm in Cleveland

My bi*ch is Mello Yello like a soda Soda

These ni*gas tattletalers I'm a soldier

Ayy somebody tell these ni*gas that it's over

You know it's Baby ni*ga

What's poppin'Poppin'

Brand new whip just hopped in Woo hahaha

I got options Ayy

I could pass that bi*ch like Stockton Uh

Hop out that scat and I called out

I'm out here with somebody daughter

She callin' me daddy I'm somebody father

I gotta go gets it or when I go kiss it

I put my lips on it like somebody water

The diamond the glacier the cut it all wylin'

She pulled up to **** me but nobody caught her

She told me that she wasn't feelin' my music

I ****ed her she told me It's nobody harder

And I with the chiefski I need that sh*t for the freeski

We are not buyin' no pus*y you sellin' on Peach Street

It's so much work on my celly

I had to go tell all my bi*ches Email it to reach me

All in my DM I'll follow your BM

She play with the croski we used to **** on the lowski

She use to lie on my bed and go lie to your face

And say I'm just a broski Hahaha ni*ga you knows me

You ain't believe it you wanted to toast me

I had a semi as long as a ruler

in case you was coolin' and wanna approach me

Dropped the mixtape and came back in the Cullinan

She wanna **** again and I wanna tell her

Get stuck so weird that she cough up a lung again

Five star bi*ches they on the run again run again

Runnin' in diamonds they illuminatin' the way

that I come again

I just put so many pennies on the watch

That I don't ever got to stunt again ni*ga lil' Tory

What's poppin' Canada

Brand new whip just hopped in Just hopped in

I got options

I could pass that bi*ch like Stockton It ain't nothin'

Just joshin'

I'ma spend this holiday locked in

My body got rid of them toxins

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Uh what's brackin' Woo

Brand new whip new mansion Brrp

Brand new tips new dancers Yeah

Same old d*ck new Magnums Oh

Same old sh*t new maggots Yeah

Same old throne new dragons Uh

Same old strong new ashes Yeah

I could pass that bi*ch like Magic yeah Oh oh

I ain't cappin' I'm lit I'm active yeah Yeah

Lil' five in that bi*ch like packin' yeah Yeah

Gonna drown in this milk like Apple Jacks

I sell a bi*ch dreams put tax on that

LIl' slime in that bi*ch that's slatt for slatt Yeah

Obama President that's black on black Yeah

Got ninety-nine problems and the bi*ch ain't one

Yeah numbers don't lie this the aftermath

Yeah what's poppin' Poppin'

Brand new phone just dropped it

Um **** it I got options

I bust down couple Apple Watches Hello

I could put the ball in the end zone

Put a bad bi*ch in the friend zone ooh ooh

I'ma bust all on the skin tone

I been messed up as Ken Jones ooh ooh

Dog cap bi*ches as she go Pew

I like 'em blonde like me though Yeah

Although I'm Don Corleone Brrat

I will still slide like Neo uh Hello

Keef all around my pre-roll Yeah

New Orleans ni*ga I'm Creole

She said Babe does it hurt when I deepthroat

I just better not feel your teeth ho

What's poppin'

Brand new whip just hopped in Just hopped in

I got options

I could pass that bi*ch like Stockton It ain't nothin'

Just joshin'

I'ma spend this holiday locked in Ooh

My body got rid of them toxins Mmh mmh

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