Toxic/Gossip ft. BigBeirut Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh

I just took some Molly, I might vomit, uh

Yeah, ex-bitch, she so toxic, uh

She demonic, uh

You niggas out of pocket

So watch your wallet

Cause I might pocket

I stay with Beirut, he keep that rocket

If a nigga got a problem, he might pop it

And I stay with them killers in the tropics

Yeah, all my niggas the main topic

Why we always in your topics

You niggas always in the gossip

You better stop it

Better drop shit

If it ain't about the money, nigga, drop it

Can't love my bitch cause she so toxic

If they in the picture, we gon' crop it

Ice up on me, froze, yeah, I'm frostbite

Your bitch, yeah, she on me, eatin' boss dick, yeah

Pain up on my back, kept me exhausted

They ain't gon' do shit, but they gon' talk shit

Choppa throwin' bullets, randy moss shit

I spent 20 Benz up in the sum, I'm tryna tell y'all I love you

Try to show ain't no other bitch above you

It felt like cocaine when I hug you

Releasing off endorphins when I rubbed you

And I might probably cheat cause that's what thugs do

I tried to show you love, but I can't love you

My niggas for their mills, they tryna meek shit

Tried to give you my all, you on some weak shit

The worst part, I still love you, uh

But I got to still do me, that's what thugs do

So this the motherfuckin' thug groove

Me and Roc makin' drug moves

Had to go get me a bad bitch just to talk back

And show you my ass, whole bunch of snake shit in here

I see em in the grass

Srt reach about 210 , I seen on the dash

Move to fast

Pray to God that I don't crash, you put me last

Loony Tunes, I'm about to spaz, move like Taz

Baby girl, I miss your ass

How you try to trade me like I was a nobody

Heard you tryna play me like I was a nobody

Thought we was coming round 2 or 3, we was both riding

That's the seafood seafood , yeah

Oh your ass was so see-through, see-through, yeah

Why you hit me, that was lethal, lethal, yeah

Now I'm off to Molly, I done glowed up, uh, yeah

Tell them lil' niggas better grow up, uh, yeah

Why these niggas always tryna show up

Can't show em no love, yeah

Why I'm in your town, I'm gettin' rich again

Why I'm with your girl, I'm with your bitch again

Why I hit the plug, I need a brick again

Make it flip again, I'm gettin' rich again

I done fuck these hoes, I'm at the Ritz again

I'm up on the roads just like some Michelins

I can't trust these hoes, especially from Michigan

I think I got caught, I need some Vicks again

Take a sip again

I'm drinkin' on this codeine

Why you mad at the old me, talkin' like she know me

White nigga shoot from the corner

Fa Fa Fa

He shoot like Ginobili

Brody shoot from the corner, fa fa fa

He shoot like Kobe

I just took some Molly, I might vomit, uh

Yeah, ex-bitch, she so toxic, uh

She demonic, uh

You niggas out of pocket

So watch your wallet

Cause I might pocket

I stay with Beirut, he keep that rocket

If a nigga got a problem, he might pop it

And I stay with them killers in the tropics

Yeah, all my niggas the main topic

Why we always in your topics

You niggas always in the gossip