YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Toxic lyrics

We'll count it up we'll use it, yeah (AB)

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
Bloody nigga, I'm gon' show
All my feelings overboard
I'ma pop my shit and I got
Rich and now they on me
Temper tantrum nigga, with that bag
Ain't who they want
Felt back from that shit 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 anothеr tailor
Comin' out like I'm outfitted
I ain't signin' that deal
I got to anothеr bidder if
I find an amount bigger
He tote 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
Tuck my cash money 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 shed a hunnid tears
He said, "Cool, " and I say, "Fire"
They know niggas die for real
Prolly fire shells up in all my rides
Bury him, he stay concealed
4KTrey, get faced lil' bitch
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
Bloody, that nigga, I'm gon' show it
All my feelings overboard
I'ma pop my shit and I got
Rich and now they on me
Temper tantrum nigga, with that bag
Ain't who they want
Fell back from that shit 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
Fuck with my head, accept it like protein
Nigga, rockabye, tryin', I put 'em to bed
Get put in a long-sleeve (Stylist)
Ball right, too much Off White
I want Alexander McQueen
Takin' one off and I ain't takin' one bean
Ba knock 'em off, taste no lean
I just want the bitch, 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-ass scent
In an all-white car, you know that's me
Prolly all-red, nigga know i’m big B
Old lame ass niggas 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, bitch, 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
Bloody, that nigga, I'm gon' show
All my feelings overboard
I'ma pop my shit and I got
Rich and now they on me
Temper tantrum nigga, with that bag
Ain't who they want
Fell back from that shit 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 fuckin' with me today slime
Im sayin', ayy, he must've stayed
Up all night or somethin', you heard me?
I did, aye, everybody was sleep but me