10Toes lyrics

[Intro]
(The f*ck going on, Maajins?)
I just made a couple million (Bop, n*gga)
I just made a couple million
I just made a couple million

[Chorus]
I just made a couple million, I just made a couple thousand
Racks go up to the ceiling, racks go up to a mountain
Counting bands, love the feeling, f*ck the n*ggas that be doubtin'
b*tches really tryna clown me, fake n*ggas get from 'round me
Ra-Rack on your head, a bounty, I can never love a ho
I be stickin' to the code, f*ck a friend, get it on your own
I can never switch on my bros, you get caught and yo ass gon' fold
b*tch I was down bad, I was broke
Now I'm always standing ten toes

[Verse]
How the f*ck you finna leave me for a bum n*gga? No, I don't gеt it
Then you tryna come back sayin' that you sorry, you made a mistakе
Ho, you downgraded, tryna come back 'cause now I made it
Girl, you could've had the world
And now you're f*ckin' with a n*gga that’s treatin' you wrong
But that's not my problem no more
Hop in a coupe, and I’m whipping a four-door
I’m with yo b*tch and she takin' a photo
I'm in NY and I'm goin' to SoHo
I'm sippin' red, I'm sippin' on rojo
I see the fake n*ggas with my ojo
Think that I'm mad you f*ckin' with my old ho?
How could I be mad, you f*ckin' with a thot?
How many bands? b*tch I made a lot
I'm goin' up, I don’t gotta drop
We on yo ass, b*tch we got the drop
White boy flexin' a motherf*ckin' prop
Boy, you don't shoot sh*t on the regular
That boy like to act tough on the cellular
Up in the sky, n*gga where we sending ya
Give me a year, n*gga all I'm telling ya
Told you that, "I'm sorry, I wanna go back to the way that it was" (Way that it was)
You wanna believe everybody but me, ho, I don't get it
If I wanted to f*ck your friend, you ain't think I would already did it?
Now you walk past me with your face in your phone
And the sh*t we had, I don't know if I miss it
[Chorus]
I just made a couple million, I just made a couple thousand
Racks go up to the ceiling, racks go up to a mountain
Counting bands, love the feeling, f*ck the n*ggas that be doubtin'
b*tches really tryna clown me, fake n*ggas get from 'round me
Ra-Rack on your head, a bounty, I can never love a ho
I be stickin' to the code, f*ck a friend, get it on your own
I can never switch on my bros, you get caught and yo ass gon' fold
b*tch I was down bad, I was broke
Now I'm always standing ten toes

[Outro]
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