Toast
He sayin' my shit amazin', like a drug, he tryna get faded
I knew what it was, I was in love with a thug
I got him missin' my touch
Know I'm conceited, I had to block a nigga for a reason
Tryna sell a dream, I tell him, "Beat it"
Lost your favorite ho, I know you're heated (damn, right)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Every day I'ma wake up and toast (yeah)
Livin' good, I don't gotta post (gotta post)
In your hood, I'm doin' the most
Shakin' ass, my body a Coke just like a model
He gon' drink my shit straight out the bottle
Bougie ho, I can't sip on Moscato
So much money, I walk with a waddle
If you snooze, you lose I ain't trippin', I keep him in twos
He call me "Twin" 'cause he do what I do
Thought it was sweet, I be countin' 'em blues (true)
Like his number, he don't got a clue
Come get your friend, I never use the pussy for revenge (no)
Turn a hatin' bitch into a fan
I won't go back and forth about a man (damn, right)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho
How it feel to lose a bad bitch? Damn, can you imagine? (Poof)
I got a genie between my legs, my shit got him doin' magic
If it's real, go and tat' it, play with his bitch, she turn into a savage
I got plenty paper, you can add it, baby, I love when you grab it
And my new nigga know how to feel (yeah), I tell ol' boy he need to heal (go heal)
He tryna see if I'ma chill, ain't no mercy, I go for the kill (uh)
He ain't never had a bitch like that, goin' tit-tat, yeah he met his match
I'm kissin' bae in a black Maybach
This nigga mad that he can't come back (can't come back)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Yeah, lost your ho
How it feel to lose a bad bitch?
(Can you imagine?) I got a genie between my legs
(Alright, let me hear that)
Flo Milli shit
I knew what it was, I was in love with a thug
I got him missin' my touch
Know I'm conceited, I had to block a nigga for a reason
Tryna sell a dream, I tell him, "Beat it"
Lost your favorite ho, I know you're heated (damn, right)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Every day I'ma wake up and toast (yeah)
Livin' good, I don't gotta post (gotta post)
In your hood, I'm doin' the most
Shakin' ass, my body a Coke just like a model
He gon' drink my shit straight out the bottle
Bougie ho, I can't sip on Moscato
So much money, I walk with a waddle
If you snooze, you lose I ain't trippin', I keep him in twos
He call me "Twin" 'cause he do what I do
Thought it was sweet, I be countin' 'em blues (true)
Like his number, he don't got a clue
Come get your friend, I never use the pussy for revenge (no)
Turn a hatin' bitch into a fan
I won't go back and forth about a man (damn, right)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho
How it feel to lose a bad bitch? Damn, can you imagine? (Poof)
I got a genie between my legs, my shit got him doin' magic
If it's real, go and tat' it, play with his bitch, she turn into a savage
I got plenty paper, you can add it, baby, I love when you grab it
And my new nigga know how to feel (yeah), I tell ol' boy he need to heal (go heal)
He tryna see if I'ma chill, ain't no mercy, I go for the kill (uh)
He ain't never had a bitch like that, goin' tit-tat, yeah he met his match
I'm kissin' bae in a black Maybach
This nigga mad that he can't come back (can't come back)
Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Stop blowin' up my phone (uh)
I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho)
Yeah, lost your ho
How it feel to lose a bad bitch?
(Can you imagine?) I got a genie between my legs
(Alright, let me hear that)
Flo Milli shit
Credits
Writer(s): Ron Latour, Tamia Carter, Gab Brub, Gabriel Berube, Cardo Got Wings Cardo Got Wings
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