XO Mello, Exotic Demon, Jay Blokka - Toe Tag Lyrics

If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag
I can see all of that fake shit from a distance
When we fuck girl you don't give me no resistance
You was there when I was with all of my niggas bagging up all in the kitchen
Even used to teach you how to load the Smith
But time goes on, and things change
Girl you used to be my bae
Nowadays you're acting strange
Talk 'bout I'm drawn 'cause I don't care if you stay
'Cause girl you ain't my prize it's where I wanna be
Why can't you see it always you who I'm supposed to please
I gotta look out for niggas that I gotta feed
'Cause I know if they made it they'd do the same for me
In the booth I be pouring my soul
Cash a check and then nigga I go
I can't wait to say nigga we did it
Niggas mad 'cause I don't got no limit
Come to your block and then we get to spinning
Know some young niggas really be drilling
Pouring my heart you don't know how I'm feeling
I just spit how a young nigga living
Bitch I'm shooting this shit like I'm Pippen
I be loving that bitch from a distance
All the problems I had I got rid of it
Fuck an Adderall geeking on Ritalin
If you fuck with me bitch I ain't feeling it
Mellowello be stacking a million
If he talking we killing the middleman
I'm a demon I ain't a civilian
I be driving in a Honda but I'm thinking 'bout a Tesla now
All my jewelry icy baby VVs on my bezel now
Yeah I was antisocial but I'm moving hele reckless now
Yeah you ain't got no guala what the fuck you got to flex about
Yeah I'm a trending topic
I got 100k in any pocket
I keep one eye out on your bitch you know I Fetty Wap it
I got a lot of guala on me I don't spread it often
I'm on a Harley zooming fast I feel like Kenny Roberts
She slide to the stu and we making a porno
The bullets deliver ain't fucking DiGiorno
You pussy is lame I move on my dolo
I'm pouring Promethazine in my red solo
She loving my music I'm signing a photo
He ask for a feature 2k for a solo
I fuck her and bounce with the stick like a pogo
Don't talk on my name you a lame you a bozo
If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag
If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag

If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag
I can see all of that fake shit from a distance
When we fuck girl you don't give me no resistance
You was there when I was with all of my niggas bagging up all in the kitchen
Even used to teach you how to load the Smith
But time goes on, and things change
Girl you used to be my bae
Nowadays you're acting strange
Talk 'bout I'm drawn 'cause I don't care if you stay
'Cause girl you ain't my prize it's where I wanna be
Why can't you see it always you who I'm supposed to please
I gotta look out for niggas that I gotta feed
'Cause I know if they made it they'd do the same for me
In the booth I be pouring my soul
Cash a check and then nigga I go
I can't wait to say nigga we did it
Niggas mad 'cause I don't got no limit
Come to your block and then we get to spinning
Know some young niggas really be drilling
Pouring my heart you don't know how I'm feeling
I just spit how a young nigga living
Bitch I'm shooting this shit like I'm Pippen
I be loving that bitch from a distance
All the problems I had I got rid of it
Fuck an Adderall geeking on Ritalin
If you fuck with me bitch I ain't feeling it
Mellowello be stacking a million
If he talking we killing the middleman
I'm a demon I ain't a civilian
I be driving in a Honda but I'm thinking 'bout a Tesla now
All my jewelry icy baby VVs on my bezel now
Yeah I was antisocial but I'm moving hele reckless now
Yeah you ain't got no guala what the fuck you got to flex about
Yeah I'm a trending topic
I got 100k in any pocket
I keep one eye out on your bitch you know I Fetty Wap it
I got a lot of guala on me I don't spread it often
I'm on a Harley zooming fast I feel like Kenny Roberts
She slide to the stu and we making a porno
The bullets deliver ain't fucking DiGiorno
You pussy is lame I move on my dolo
I'm pouring Promethazine in my red solo
She loving my music I'm signing a photo
He ask for a feature 2k for a solo
I fuck her and bounce with the stick like a pogo
Don't talk on my name you a lame you a bozo
If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag
If I want it then I get it know I get right to the bag
I got tired of living dreaming and thinking about the past
I got tired of living thinking 'bout things that I never had
I just get it then I flip it I don't even gotta brag
If he want smoke then he get it we gone put him in a pack
And my brodie is 'bout business he be quick to load the mag
I don't got time for these bitches all these bitches do is ask
If he speak up on the gang then we gone give his toe a tag