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toot st. louis - inferno lyrics

i was on the phone with my grandma…
i was like “grandma, i’m bout to drop ss16.”
she said “toot, what the hell is ss16?!”
i said “grandma, tighten up!”

we here now…

if i wanted to i could’ve touched him
if i wanted to i could’ve fucked him
that’s your man but he don’t love you
don’t fuck around and come at toot
don’t fuck around and get caught up boo
don’t fuck around and get bust at
don’t fuck around
don’t fuck around
don’t fuck around and get fucked up
young girl she bossed up
young nigga he lost her
flexing for yo ex hoe
real -ss but got a fake heart
flexible but don’t got no car
moving weight but she ain’t in no park
young nigga he want her bad
young nigga he want her back
slipping slide no mike jack
bad b-tch but she act up
haitian papi with an accent
poking cars they was jacking
no looking back
we relaxed man
take you out to the trash can
brick man
with the flip flops
only fear god
so don’t criss cross
couple gold chains
couple gold rings
just to show ’em we can have things
just to show ’em we can really bling
just to show ’em who the-
just to show ’em who the fuck i is
just to show ’em who the fuck i is
like wait, stop, hold up, pause

let’s press play now
what y’all thought this was a game?
toot st louis
the 4th one to be exact
beni swa letènel!
s-s-16! yah! yah! yah!

told my niggas just let me sing
told my niggas just stay the same
fuck a crown we want a ring
young p he tryna make it rain
seen the game and they playing
beef talk what you sayin’
i seen that
and i done that
21, no not yet
full stomach
we was on a jet
92 she had that sack
got it right now she ain’t mad
12 hours in that mini van
8 heads on that floor
padlock on that door
we was headed up to that road
flip, flip, skip that’s dope
what you know about giving smoke?
what you know about losing hope?
what you know about what you saw?
talked to god ’bout all my flaws
forgive me lord if i am wrong
bad b-tch, she think she grown
bad b-tch, she think she grown
bad b-tch, she think she grown
woo! yeah

tell ’em who i is bro
tell ’em who i is bro
tell ’em who the fuck i is
tell ’em who the fuck i is
that’s t-double o-t, toot

- toot st louis lyrics

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