ctb quintus – toolie lyrics
[intro]
d+mn, where’d you find this?
back at it n+gga
you already know what i’m on n+gga
[hook: ctb quintus]
hit ‘em wit’ a chop, toolie make ‘em do a backflip (boom!)
brodie keep the stick in case some sh+t just gon’ get tragic
n+gga talkin’ hot, we gon’ send shots, then we dash quick (skrrr!)
that n+gga a b+tch, he ain’t ‘bout it, he keep talkin’ sl!ck
can’t mess with you thotties, they all on me, like relax b+tch
i might catch a body, shootin’ like scottie, leave ‘em in a ditch
n+ggas trynna stir beef, i’m just worryin’ ‘bout this rap sh+t
down to catch a body, if he wanna feel extended clips (boom!)
[verse 1: ctb quintus]
you’ll never catch me lackin’ in the streets without my crew
my n+ggas keep the ar’s on and glocks wit’ 22’s
n+ggas actin’ tough, but they know they ain’t the truths
ain’t from the streets where n+ggas gettin’ k!lled by them goons
all these n+ggas runnin’, they […], you think you n+ggas clowns
it’s all a joke ‘till a n+gga go get gunned down
yo’ b+tch shoot her shot, she gon’ go out of bounds
you n+ggas some b+tches, y’all do anything for clout
[hook: ctb quintus]
hit ‘em wit’ a chop, toolie make ‘em do a backflip (boom!)
brodie keep the stick in case some sh+t just gon’ get tragic
n+gga talkin’ hot, we gon’ send shots, then we dash quick (skrrr!)
that n+gga a b+tch, he ain’t ‘bout it, he keep talkin’ sl!ck
can’t mess with you thotties, they all on me, like relax b+tch
i might catch a body, shootin’ like scottie, leave ‘em in a ditch
n+ggas trynna stir beef, i’m just worryin’ ‘bout this rap sh+t
down to catch a body, if he wanna feel extended clips (boom!)
[verse 2: jah+g]
n+gga run it up, like, n+gga, who the f+ck is you?
choppa cook a n+gga up in the kitchen like some stew
i be ballin’ on you n+ggas like jordan, when he had the flu
cook you n+ggas in the kitchen, and it’s beef stew
shawty love me, i know she playin’, lil’ girl, she a fool
yo shawty love my hits, like a lil’ stupid fool
play yo’ b+tch for the bag, it’s a peek a boo
it’s super mario bros, cause your hoe, she off the shrooms
[hook: ctb quintus]
hit ‘em wit’ a chop, toolie make ‘em do a backflip (boom!)
brodie keep the stick in case some sh+t just gon’ get tragic
n+gga talkin’ hot, we gon’ send shots, then we dash quick (skrrr!)
that n+gga a b+tch, he ain’t ‘bout it, he keep talkin’ sl!ck
can’t mess with you thotties, they all on me, like relax b+tch
i might catch a body, shootin’ like scottie, leave ‘em in a ditch
n+ggas trynna stir beef, i’m just worryin’ ‘bout this rap sh+t
down to catch a body, if he wanna feel extended clips (boom!)
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