TOXIC - Freshie

Yeah

Let me slow down a lil' bit, you know?

We real dirty 'round here

Yeah, yeah, huh, hold on, yeah

That money can’t fit in my pocket, yeah

Ain’t talking money, I’m switching the topic

Really I just want the profit

Sippin' on something that’s toxic

The roof on the whip, I might drop it

Huh, hold on, yeah

That money can’t fit in my pocket, yeah

All this designer can’t fit in my closet

Stick on me look like a rocket

Niggas be talking, that’s gossip

Them hundreds, I make a deposit

Them hundreds on me so I don’t need no wallet, yeah

We play with that money, you know that I got it

Came straight from the hood but I’m smoking exotic

I’ma ride with that stick on my side like a passenger

I might fuck on that bitch but she know I’ma backer her

Please don’t fuck with the clique or it turn to a massacre

Foreign the whip, I’ma drive like a Challenger, yeah

If I was down bad, nigga, I’d hate me too, yeah

I just won a bag, look what it made me do

Step in designer, this Mason Margiela

This stick, it go up, but it’s not an umbrella

In love with that money, don’t know what’s better

We gon' make this shit rain like we changing the weather

Huh, hold on, yeah

That money can’t fit in my pocket, yeah

Ain’t talking money, I’m switching the topic

Really I just want the profit

Sippin' on something that’s toxic

The roof on the whip, I might drop it

Huh, hold on, yeah

That money can’t fit in my pocket, yeah

All this designer can’t fit in my closet

Stick on me look like a rocket

Niggas be talking, that’s gossip

Them hundreds, I make a deposit