Lyrics:
[Toxic]
Check this out ya dig?
You've vome to the last and final record
Toxic gettin crunk on you hoes
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve The Guitar Man
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
traffic, my heat close
Ain't got no Jobs but i Steve Urk
Oh yeah, yeah, slime
Pain in my eyes, might have to Rinnegan
Keep that burner on my side
Come try
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
your wig back halfway
I throw bullets like I'm pass play
And yoo, you could be wide receiver
You gotta buy a heater
I keep the pipe like Mario (Mamma
Everyone in that room to
Come up with something completely new
And that's what is, completely new you know
We we experiment with things
And they get better,
of ability
Conversated screaming
Oh gosh did you see that thing Steve!
Captain
America
The complaint that the same game you chase for fame
The hero
happened to me i said life
But baby i lied, it's always been you
Is that a mistletoe, baby I don't know
I hope i told you now, when this song comes out
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
now
I hope you come back now, won't you come back now
Baby come back
Every lie I saw right through you, still I was always nice to you
Now I'm walking
it
But you grow to fear it
Times, they come and go like spirits
I see these signs the clearest
Bad baby, from the back, baby (let's go)
I hurt
I'm back on this beat, it's my first repeat
I'm smokin' that potent you'd smell down the street
Came back with my team, Not Gang the elite
I stick
when I spaz, David's cooking up a verse
Steve's whippin' up a mix, and me I really got that dope
Motherfucker come and get a fix, haha
I promise you I
Or if you want something visual
That's not too abysmal
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie
I'm glad we caught you at home
Could we use your
When you get on the floor and do what you do
And everybody wanna come back to that body
The kind that remind me somethin' like you
'Cause you're that
you play slime
Wishing I could call your phone and let you know the real
But this shit hurting me so I just stay back and I chill
Them niggas know just
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
buckwild, ain’t felt this good in a while
Now I come back to give you what want and make you smile
Been changing up my style, getting threads by the pile
like)
Ay yo, peep it out while I tell you like this
A fresh little story be sure you don't miss
It's the truth for ya, true feature
I could go
like)
Ay yo, peep it out while I tell you like this
A fresh little story be sure you don't miss
It's the truth for ya, true feature
I could go
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
coco
Smokin' dope from my crop grower
The block know us, kush got a funky sock odor
How could you not notice? I
Come from that rock culture (Rock)
Star
when you and I were fine
Steve and Peggy kinda life
Now lookin' back I'm attached, understand I want us to be right
In-Dex n-sync, tryna find new ways
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