Toast lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
Patek on my dresser at the penthouse
Got the Benz detailed, 'bout to take my b*tch out
Ungrateful n*ggas threw me off, I'm on my sh*t now
Had some cheap sh*t around, but if you blink, you missed out
Lookin' at my life now, it make a n*gga trip out
My goal, I used to stack four, I blow it on a trip now
He was on that tough sh*t, he scared for his clique now
Once blood shed, it's too deep to have a sitdown
Used to ask for pointers, b*tch, it's pointers on my wrist now
He love when he thought I fell off, he back p*ssed now
Champagne sippin', boy, your whole life get p*ssed out
n*ggas wеnt from bust APs to no kit now
Parties I'ma sit out, that's 'cause I'm on some stackin' sh*t
Gеt money easy, my n*gga, but can you manage it?
I don't want no Challenger, no, I'm in the challenges
Lookin' at my lifestyle, could tell I'm into laughin' sh*t
Think a n*gga havin' sh*t, at Saks Fifth grabbin' sh*t
He 'posed to be my n*gga, but he fishy like a salmon dish
Fell in love with the game, so I grind passionate
Plug got an accent, learn Spanish on accident
Boy

[Chorus: Damjonboi]
Let's have a toast
You just moved the whole bag?
Got them lame n*ggas mad, hm
Let's have a toast
Got a real b*tch and she bad
And y'all both poppin' tags
Let's have a toast
Bossed up on they ass
Dropped the top, now n*ggas mad
Let's have a toast
Them n*ggas ain't wanna see you win
Now you fresh as hell, jumpin' out a Benz (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Damjonboi]
At J Alley with my b*tch, waitress starin' at my kit
Me and Pay back in this b*tch, this is real as it's gon' get
I don't like what she got on, so I'm gon' buy this b*tch a 'fit
Just because I spent some money on you don't mean I'ma trick
That just mean I really got it, blues hangin' out my pocket
n*ggas had they lil' run, it's my turn, let me pop it
Hell yeah, I'm braggin' 'bout the sh*t I got, don't mean I'm c*cky
Left pocket all twenties, up a roll, this b*tch sloppy
I got three bad b*tches with me in this AMG
Real n*ggas winnin' again, some sh*t they hate to see
I ain't goin' nowhere, they gon' have to deal with it
On the real, life's gucci, so I put my kids in it
R.I.P. to Ruler, sh*t, I might just drop a Range
She wanna help me spend the pape, 'cause she wasn't me in the rain
b*tch, we out here chasin' bags, give a f*ck about some fame
SB, by lug, you know the motherf*ckin' name

[Chorus: Damjonboi]
Let's have a toast
You just moved the whole bag?
Got them lame n*ggas mad, hm
Let's have a toast
Got a real b*tch and she bad
And y'all both poppin' tags
Let's have a toast
Bossed up on they ass
Dropped the top, now n*ggas mad
Let's have a toast
Them n*ggas ain't wanna see you win
Now you fresh as hell, jumpin' out a Benz