Toosie lyrics

[Intro: Rob49]
Pew, yeah, shh
Tryna tell that n*gga, man, the biggest foreign and sh*t
You know I f*ck with Bang the long way
I bang VI more than a tiger, man, somebody get me a kennel
Beaucoup killing in here

[Verse 1: Rob49]
b*tch, I swear to God, way before this label sh*t, we had A&Rs
I ain't even tryna talk, yeah, b*tch, it's war, them n*ggas shot up my car
Me and Fredo goin' back to back on hoes, b*tch, you f*ckin' a famous star
Richest in it, I'm the realest in it, no cap, I only f*ck tens and up
Yeah, makeup done, nails done, hair did, boss b*tch, pretty b*tch
Take the 2C right now in Booby Trap, in herе, gettin' lit
Real millionaire, rеal motion-aire, n*ggas on shrimp sh*t
Real pimp sh*t, I don't pay for nothin', n*ggas on simp sh*t

[Chorus: Rob49]
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh

[Verse 2: Fredo Bang]
Yeah, turnt up, she just popped an eef, that 2C make her pus*y leak
Bae, you make me feel good, she might stay another week
My b*tch can't wear no Michael Kors, my pockets deep like bucket seats
That pus*y good, I don't care who hit her
She say 'shrooms make her feel better
Okay, tell me what that paper 'bout
That's that sh*t I'm spinnin' 'bout
Don't tell me what your ex did, b*tch, just pull your titties out
b*tch, just pull your titties out
b*tch, just pull your titties out
[Verse 3: Rob49]
Huh, huh, I'm keepin' it P, phew, huh, I'm f*ckin' a freak
Huh, huh, b*tch, open your legs, huh, huh, I'm makin' it glee
Pew, yeah, pretty hoes, white toes, big tee, her face OD
Pew, yeah, fly hoes overseas
Huh, huh, let's go to Belize
Tss, yeah, it ain't trickin' if you got it, dark-skin b*tch look exotic
Pretty b*tch like my investment and, yeah, big 4 the sponsor
Bae, I love you and I need you, I'd kill somethin' 'bout you
Stayin' lowkey with my lil' baby 'cause we ain't just anybody
Let's go on a trip, put it on my lips
Treat me like a chair, baby, you can sit
I ain't nothin' like them lil' n*ggas, I say, bae, I'm really him
Huh, ex say he want smoke 'bout you, I'll see him when I see him, mmm

[Chorus: Rob49]
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh

[Outro: Rob49]
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C, huh
Turn up off that 2C, huh, turn up off that 2C