You know
I feel like I'm the head of this shit, I feel like I'm the one who started this shit, the one who pave the way for these niggas
And that's just real shit
It's like day eight on the calendar
I was on my shit, Getting more bread than McAllister
My nigga she ain't really shit, Could bet yo parlay that I'm passing her
They like, damn, He got it on em, Got that sprayground in my passenger
Could take the battery out my back, and I'ma still chase money
I'm too stiff with this shit, He couldn't take nothing from me
Couple of bitches said I'm ugly, More than half they wanna f*ck me
T.O. got his money up, You see me out I'm dressing lovely
Made a whole tape in three days, and I made that shit look effortless
Pops take me downtown, I look around, I gotta make a way up out this shit
T.O. only talking money, Other shit irelevant
Had that nigga running like a bitch, Turn around his shoulder hit
You pussy niggas can't keep up with me, yall gettin hard to see
Take over your shit
Run around that board just like Monopoly
Bitch, I have you working on the street, You left it up to me
Way before I got Allstate, I had protection under my f*cking seat
I'ma play like I remember, Probably lied through my f*cking teeth
I've been stumping on the f*cking streets, I think I need a vacay week
T.O. barely sip it If I do, then it ain't f*cking cheap
Got my bitch get jealous if I spend $250 plus on jeans
I went on the money mission, Think I'm cheating, What the f*ck you mean?
T.O. smoke that shit that have your head's lining up down the street
No I ain't gonna miss, I catch ya face then he should be deceased
Nigga tried to move into the mountains still can't duck the heat
Think I came up with a plan, Plan to make some cash
I won't hop inside his shit unless 16 on the dash
Show me the toughest motherf*cker, Bet he met his match
Go pick it up from KC then I'm turning right back
F*ck AC
Then I'm turning right back
Have that money counter beeping crazy I can't hear myself think
Whole load weigh 50 it get lighter by the week
She can see the pain inside my eyes, Moms tried to send me to a shrink
I ain't thirsty for no f*cking bitch, My mind Heavy on that Drank
T.O. living like a rockstar, took a shroom and got some Ink
We come drop off in that Chevy, one head light out it don't blink
On my moms pull out a stack, some blue and some pink
Ain't have to try hard with this rapping shit ain't choose it, it chose me
Oh it's SUV nigga it don't drive like it
How the f*ck you getting trough in that big body?
Try to pop his ass big bro told me stop he got it
We hit the road home nigga we ain't speak about it
Real recognize real that's why my niggas locked in
We won't hit the function unless it's cool to being the Glocks in
Niggan l
ToDinero - My Heart Slimed Out Lyrics
ToDinero - My Heart Slimed Out Lyrics
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English
You know
I feel like I'm the head of this shit, I feel like I'm the one who started this shit, the one who pave the way for these niggas
And that's just real shit
It's like day eight on the calendar
I was on my shit, Getting more bread than McAllister
My nigga she ain't really shit, Could bet yo parlay that I'm passing her
They like, damn, He got it on em, Got that sprayground in my passenger
Could take the battery out my back, and I'ma still chase money
I'm too stiff with this shit, He couldn't take nothing from me
Couple of bitches said I'm ugly, More than half they wanna f*ck me
T.O. got his money up, You see me out I'm dressing lovely
Made a whole tape in three days, and I made that shit look effortless
Pops take me downtown, I look around, I gotta make a way up out this shit
T.O. only talking money, Other shit irelevant
Had that nigga running like a bitch, Turn around his shoulder hit
You pussy niggas can't keep up with me, yall gettin hard to see
Take over your shit
Run around that board just like Monopoly
Bitch, I have you working on the street, You left it up to me
Way before I got Allstate, I had protection under my f*cking seat
I'ma play like I remember, Probably lied through my f*cking teeth
I've been stumping on the f*cking streets, I think I need a vacay week
T.O. barely sip it If I do, then it ain't f*cking cheap
Got my bitch get jealous if I spend $250 plus on jeans
I went on the money mission, Think I'm cheating, What the f*ck you mean?
T.O. smoke that shit that have your head's lining up down the street
No I ain't gonna miss, I catch ya face then he should be deceased
Nigga tried to move into the mountains still can't duck the heat
Think I came up with a plan, Plan to make some cash
I won't hop inside his shit unless 16 on the dash
Show me the toughest motherf*cker, Bet he met his match
Go pick it up from KC then I'm turning right back
F*ck AC
Then I'm turning right back
Have that money counter beeping crazy I can't hear myself think
Whole load weigh 50 it get lighter by the week
She can see the pain inside my eyes, Moms tried to send me to a shrink
I ain't thirsty for no f*cking bitch, My mind Heavy on that Drank
T.O. living like a rockstar, took a shroom and got some Ink
We come drop off in that Chevy, one head light out it don't blink
On my moms pull out a stack, some blue and some pink
Ain't have to try hard with this rapping shit ain't choose it, it chose me
Oh it's SUV nigga it don't drive like it
How the f*ck you getting trough in that big body?
Try to pop his ass big bro told me stop he got it
We hit the road home nigga we ain't speak about it
Real recognize real that's why my niggas locked in
We won't hit the function unless it's cool to being the Glocks in
Niggan l
I feel like I'm the head of this shit, I feel like I'm the one who started this shit, the one who pave the way for these niggas
And that's just real shit
It's like day eight on the calendar
I was on my shit, Getting more bread than McAllister
My nigga she ain't really shit, Could bet yo parlay that I'm passing her
They like, damn, He got it on em, Got that sprayground in my passenger
Could take the battery out my back, and I'ma still chase money
I'm too stiff with this shit, He couldn't take nothing from me
Couple of bitches said I'm ugly, More than half they wanna f*ck me
T.O. got his money up, You see me out I'm dressing lovely
Made a whole tape in three days, and I made that shit look effortless
Pops take me downtown, I look around, I gotta make a way up out this shit
T.O. only talking money, Other shit irelevant
Had that nigga running like a bitch, Turn around his shoulder hit
You pussy niggas can't keep up with me, yall gettin hard to see
Take over your shit
Run around that board just like Monopoly
Bitch, I have you working on the street, You left it up to me
Way before I got Allstate, I had protection under my f*cking seat
I'ma play like I remember, Probably lied through my f*cking teeth
I've been stumping on the f*cking streets, I think I need a vacay week
T.O. barely sip it If I do, then it ain't f*cking cheap
Got my bitch get jealous if I spend $250 plus on jeans
I went on the money mission, Think I'm cheating, What the f*ck you mean?
T.O. smoke that shit that have your head's lining up down the street
No I ain't gonna miss, I catch ya face then he should be deceased
Nigga tried to move into the mountains still can't duck the heat
Think I came up with a plan, Plan to make some cash
I won't hop inside his shit unless 16 on the dash
Show me the toughest motherf*cker, Bet he met his match
Go pick it up from KC then I'm turning right back
F*ck AC
Then I'm turning right back
Have that money counter beeping crazy I can't hear myself think
Whole load weigh 50 it get lighter by the week
She can see the pain inside my eyes, Moms tried to send me to a shrink
I ain't thirsty for no f*cking bitch, My mind Heavy on that Drank
T.O. living like a rockstar, took a shroom and got some Ink
We come drop off in that Chevy, one head light out it don't blink
On my moms pull out a stack, some blue and some pink
Ain't have to try hard with this rapping shit ain't choose it, it chose me
Oh it's SUV nigga it don't drive like it
How the f*ck you getting trough in that big body?
Try to pop his ass big bro told me stop he got it
We hit the road home nigga we ain't speak about it
Real recognize real that's why my niggas locked in
We won't hit the function unless it's cool to being the Glocks in
Niggan l
Writer: ToDinero Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid