St. Pete Lyrics

Roomie needa roll- now she drive SE Corolla

Way I got my cash fold look like a Motorola

And my fam bi-polar, And we all are rollers

Life a simulation and my body the controller

I made $844 in 4 days

But I only got 8 days to sell 448 (Horseplay)

Showed her Avianne she stuck shoppin boujee

Got permission to park the car and catch some cooties (Subway)

I want mo' cheese, quad stack beans, designer jeans, I only fuck with Queens (for real tho)

Always look clean; white, dope fiend (like Mr. Clean!!)

Ayo wipe yo' shoes when you hop in or imma make a scene

You know 'bout me though, still wearing full blue

Got a high libido but they always pull through

My quartz rigs in the hotel room

Dabbin' hash rosin, cooked some wax syrp too (blue Feugo)

Ballin in Burg Pete St, for Pete's sake

Help my fam move out, but I'm toxic? (St Pete)

Callin' out this cheat's feints, I see fakes

Yo they words just spew out, but I'm toxic? (I see)

Pawing me on a back seat date, I could eat cake

Yo I deck my crew out, but I'm toxic? (Ain't me)

Been in my head and I'm up late, my heart aches

And now I'm barred out, "Mr. Toxic" (Oh)

Put some hickeys on my neck so I can prove my loyalty

Chasin' cheese so I can treat my circle like they're royalty (Dollars)

Always seems like everyone's got beef with me

Say I'm sorry for no reason and roll 'em a russian cream (Wha-la!)

I like no drama, don't mess up bros commas, drivin low Mazdas (Skrrrt!)

Watch my jaw drop when you slip off them pajamas

Yeah I set the mood, need distraction from my trauma

Smoke a blunt and eat some food, get some lovin' from lil Mama (Ha!)

Ballin in Burg Pete St, for Pete's sake

Help my fam move out, but I'm toxic? (St Pete)

Callin' out this cheat's feints, I see fakes

Yo they words just spew out, but I'm toxic? (I see)

Pawing me on a back seat date, I could eat cake

Yo I deck my crew out, but I'm toxic? (Ain't me)

Been in my head and I'm up late, my heart aches

And now I'm barred out, "Mr. Toxic"

Oh