Toxic Pt. 2 (The Spin)

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Here we go again We fuckin toxic I love you like white chicks love gossip Do shit outta spite Fights have me leaking like a faucet I try to knock you out But you just weave it like a pocket Wish you could be mine But shit i gotta keep it movin The drop of a dime, shit all you gotta say is do it We used to be fine, til you started chillin wit them dudes and…….. Well…. That’s a moment of silence Rip to them clients You said you ain’t fuck em Bitch you lying You said you can’t date me Can’t date YOU baby girl You probably be cheatin Pillow talkin while I’m sleepin You say you a vegan How you ain’t tryna do no beefin I tried to hit your phone I guess you blocked me for a reason We used to be cool But then you switch right wit the season I’m on the come up now, don’t try to hit me when I’m beamin Now why you switch up? I had to fuckin spin the block You built that boy up and then bitch ass nigga flopped I lowkey was sick, but shit I really couldn’t save you I really was pissed, you let that bitch ass nigga play you Now try to keep up Got some more shit I could say You used to hit my phone, say what we doin for the day I thought shit was sweet, till I figured out your motive Always bout the bread, could give a fuck about a covid Looking at our pictures All I see mad dough We used to flex like niggas Now I’m flexin all alone New car, new bitch, new clothes, new phone Ain’t worried bout a crib, half the time I’m goin be gone I know you prolly mad and on the inside cryin Next time that I see you can’t promise it won’t get violent But I won’t even trip, I can kill you off wit my silence Have you Pullin on me like, “damn you’nt know who I am?” You a fuckin snake I should’ve cut my grass more Shit was kinda tricky, mistaken you for a tadpole Used my dog against me for money, bitch you’s a sad soul “I gotta clear this check” Or did you have to give them neck? And iont blame you, if I could I would get paid for sex The proof is in the pudding, Just gotta run through ya texts Yeah you did me dirty, ain’t gotta have no regrets Shit, All I got is time I just hit my prime Smoke a lil weed and everything gon be fine If I want, you won’t exist, I told you the world is mine

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