Toast sum Lyrics

Run em' down, turn to a murder man He find them dead, turn to a zombie

Head off, we gon' knock his head off Call my phone and I'ma leave you alone

I been on my lonely, sister, jump, I'm tryna blow somethin

He was sayin' auto, turned around and then we toastin

Hit the head rocker, turn around and knock his head off

Jumpin' fences, gettin' away Hollowed to rope through his brain

Got a chain that say my name, change your lane and you gon' pay

I just wanna blow somethin', I just wanna smoke somethin

All my chain gon' come from John and Dane That's your girl, know that she runnin' train

That's my gang, I never change my lane Snippin' lean, they got me thinkin' thang

Can I let you get the best of me? For the God that got the recipe

I told a lie, she got the best of me I spent that block and then everybody bleed

Need it, for the God I need it Can't get me out of my character

Cause I'ma leave you bleedin' And you can't say it to my face

Cause you know better to play I took a break and I bounced back

You ain't gon' catch me in that truck Cause I know some niggas, they wreck

I ran it up, got a lot of stacks Ain't gotta move, inside, no pass

I gotta switch you with me, it changes her demeanor

Don't know what you was thinkin', but boy, I ain't a pussy

Hit him with that jacket, got his phone blowin' up

Trap phone keep ringin', man, his phone blowin' up

Two bitches back again, hit her on her back again

I'ma make it clap again, that nigga mad

Cause that's his girl and she want me

Ain't know when I am done with her, that girl gon' be a dream

Run some shots, I turn to a murder man He pop those ants, I turn to a zombie

Head off, we gon' knock his head off

Call my phone and I'ma leave you alone

I've been on my lonely since the jump, I'm tryna blow somethin

He was sayin' I oughta turn around, and then we did that head rockin

Turn around and knock his head off

Jumpin' fists, it's gettin' away Hollowed turret through his brain

Got a chain, this ain't my name Change your lane and you gon' pay

I just wanna blow somethin', I just wanna smoke somethin

All my chains gon' come from John and Dane That's your girl, know that she runnin' trains

That's my gang, I never change my lane Sippin' lean, it got me thinkin' things

Can I let you get the best of me? Swear to God, I got the rest of me

I told a lie, she got the best of me I spit that block and everybody bleed