Toxic ft. J3.WTF Lyrics

If you the hottest in the city, tell me why I didn't know

Why the fuck you talkin' shit instead of droppin' your lo, bitch

Turned out to be a rat, hell no, you gotta go

I don't fuck with no one, that's why I always do the most

Lil' bitch, where you goin'

She tryna run away, but still in love, come show me

Family in my ear, but don't realize they don't know me

Took a V-card and passed it back, because you groupie

Nigga, wanna slide i ski up , And call wooski At mjr with shawty , Yeah we finna make at movie

Not gon lie, Baby your head game will just Really moves me, Love it when she jumps in front of me that ass Get to movin

This opp pack got me zooted

I hated when niggas say they gon Kill me but never do it, You should be smart about yo life cuz You dont know when you gon lose it, Put the pistol to his head and have the nigga looking clueless

My brother load the drum now Watch em set that bitch off

And he wont stop shooting at niggas to he knock they head off

Keep on shooting at them niggas

to they dreads falling off, Ok the day tht i get famous fuck my job im calling off

Yeah, This aint 9/11 but im knocking twins down

I fucked the baddest bitches in i last ten rounds

Somebody call my weed man, I need another ten pounds

Pop fives and pop five, niggas, another ten down

If she get pregnant, I'm leavin' out of town

Throw him in the blender, then I'll spin his ass around

Told em fuck with the field goal I'm tryna make a touchdown

Till my head fall off, Let me stop you right there

Bitch you think i really care ?

I did it but wasn't there, you can't cheat this shit in fare

Let me pull all on your hair, let me take you to the zoo

We can do it anytime, I won't, matter of fact, I'm in the mood

I pull this pocket rocket, no need to cock it, everybody move

She think I blocked her from the reason, whole time I knew

Ayy, I say I'm sippin' on some toxins, all my bitches toxic

Hop in the street, bang with me, let's get to boxin

If your man's hop in , big bro gon' get the fire

If she spread her legs, you know that I'ma dive in it

Catch me hella deep with my nigga J3

Ain't gon' fuck raw, I don't trust her, plan' B

Stay back, 40 on me, homie, don't approach bad bitch

On my dick, love the way she catch the ghosts

I'm a toxic motherfucker, so of course I do the most

Getting drunk with hella bitches, got a stick and a holster

When she done hating me, she can come back

No relationship, I jus miss her and that ass fat

Fuckin with this one smart hoe, she's a lab rat

Bae, you look stressed, you know how we go about that

You look stressed, I say, do you want some head

Cuss her out, then apologize, by , breaking down her bed

Hot nigga with the stone face, rolling off the meds

Ridin' down, plainview hiding in the shad

Shit, she says she love that I'm toxic

We start fighting, then she let it drip down the fuckin' mop stick

She be laughing at my opps like, ha-ha, he pussy

She be screaming out every stroke, bitch, I ain't a rookie