toasty digital - whole lotta meds lyrics
[verse 1]
off the meds, off the head
n+ggas soft as bread, n+ggas soft as bread
stay off them blogs, they play with y’all thoughts
made a way from my dawgs that ain’t say what they saw
only the brave, they want us locked in the cage
if you owe me money, i shouldn’t have to remind you to pay
vacheron with my ralph lauren
how this b+tch a full time leech and still beg on the side?
off the meds, can’t get out of the bed
paparazzi waitin’ like that mall on the dawn of the dead
i don’t know you, my dawg, step away from the bus
know they want me to fall, but my balance is just
you werеn’t with me when them strugglеs and battles was tough
so i cut your head off ‘fore i give you a cut
when they tell me i can’t do it, it give me a rush
ain’t got this type of bank account ‘less you 50 and up
they on my muhf+ckin’ d+ck, all this dirt they tryin’ get
go with whoever, i ain’t got no pick
come through just to get that fl!ck
[bridge]
get back, go down
new ‘rari, slow down
check the score, blow out
i’m a bull like the home town
[verse 2]
yeezys on, yeezy bomber, wear my own designer
name good, all my bridges open, go wherever, that’s power
she came from the club tryna f+ck, b+tch, get in the shower
you a kid to me, boy, i prolly f+cked your mama
hunnid ms, you did that? baddest chick in the world, you hit that?
took your b+tch, you miss that?
all the fake buyers, b+tch, get back
[chorus]
yeah, get back, get back
hunnid rounds, no kickback
mansion party, lil’ kickback
champagne, gon’ sip that
get that, get back
hunnid rounds, no kickback
mansion party, lil’ kickback
fake vibes, we ain’t with that
[verse 3]
look what they doin’, look what they sayin’
“that n+gga selfish, look at his mansion”
thirty thousand square feet, secret rooms, look at the plan
look at the money, look at the bands
i get on my knees, i’m thankin’ the man
he said he ain’t like that n+gga, i just seen him shakin’ his hand
i’m shakin’ my head, i’m shakin’ my head
you like that benz? they made it in france
[chorus]
but watch your hands, get back
get back, get back
hunnid rounds, no kickback
mansion party, lil’ kickback
fake vibes, we ain’t with that
champagne, gon’ sip that
hunnid rounds, no kickback
all the fake vibes, i ain’t with that
[outro]
my life a m+f+, spot like some ufo
price tag upon your soul, you sold it, you gotta go
trade my respect for some attention? f+ck no
lookin’ at these b+tches bodies, girl, y’all overdose
why y’all overdose?
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