Toxic (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

We'll count it up

We'll use it yeah

I got embers after when I tie the weak yeah

It ain't nothin' I can't afford in the Hellcat press record

I can't take no chances no I'm gon' ride with the stick

Bruh that n***a I'm gon' show all my feelings overboard

I'ma pop my s**t and I got rich and now they on me

Temper tantrum n***a with that bag ain't who they want

Felt like from that s**t that get 'em pleased and now they on me

They gon' play my song that's if they end up all alone yeah

I'm on another level get another tailor comin' out like I'm outfitted

I ain't signin' that deal I got to another bettor if I find an amount bigger

He took that green flag and that red representin' a grave digger

I'm leavin' demons all in her head tryna make sure she think different

This my monkey suit

Go

I hit licks inside that fit and send shots out that coupe

Out that coupe

I'm too rich to take these risks but still gon' step on you

Took my cash man chain come out the window shoot

Steady blowin' that strap straight at your brain 'til I shoot through

I need a hunnid mill' I done shared a hunnid tears

He said "Cool" and I say "Fire"

They know n***as die for real

Prolly fire shells up in all my rides

Bury him he stay concealed

4KTrey get faced lil' b***h

Plan on slangin' all out on a tear

I got embers after when I tie the weak yeah

It ain't nothin' I can't afford in the Hellcat press record

I can't take no chances no gon' ride with the stick

Bruh that n***a I'm gon' show all my feelings overboard

I'ma pop my s**t and I got rich and now they on me

Temper tantrum n***a with that bag ain't who they want

Felt like from that s**t that get 'em pleased and now they on me

They gon' play my song that's if they end up all alone yeah

Stack it up breakin' up we countin' out red you cover the whole scene

Step on 'em the conscience that f**k with my head accept it like protein

N***a rockabye tryin' I put 'em to bed get put in a long-sleeve

Status

Ball right too much Off-White I want Alexander McQueen

Takin' one off and I ain't takin' one bean

Buy like an iPhone taste no lean

I just want the b***h finna get some credit

She gon' want me for to get her a ring

Yeah yeah Top leave red on the scene

Covered in gunpowder still too clean

Five percent with a strong-a*s scent

In an all-white car you know that's me

Prolly all-red n***a know a big B

Old lame a*s n***as ain't better than me

Now I'm on seven but then I get three

Still won't stop I'ma count on my feet

Come here

Tell me what they hear about

I'm stuntin' it like who better than me

Let the reverend speak Christian Loub' on feet

Murder have me bleak b***h be deceased

I got embers after when I tie the weak yeah

It ain't nothin' I can't afford in the Hellcat press record

I can't take no chances no gon' ride with the stick

Bruh that n***a I'm gon' show all my feelings overboard

I'ma pop my s**t and I got rich and now they on me

Temper tantrum n***a with that bag ain't who they want

Felt like from that s**t that get 'em pleased and now they on me

They gon' play my song that's if they end up all alone yeah

Dope boy you ain't f**kin' with me today slime

I was sayin' ayy he wasn't stayed up all night or somethin' you hear me

I did hey you motherf**ka two days