Toolie ft. Sketch Lyrics

Yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Finna bust you down in the street wit' my Uzi

1, 2, 3

Now you count your fucking sheep

Yo, just bring in the fucking beat

Creepin' out the coffin in the motherfuckin' graveyard

Runnin and you coughin' and I catch you when you off guard

Start to feel bad

So I mail your parents a post card

They start to feel sad

When it's a picture of your body scarred

Run up on the scene

Fill the magazine

Blow the Ketamine

Eat amphetamine

4HEES 4HEES

Whatchu' doing man?

I can't understand

You always rappin' bout some murder shit you gotta chill

Fuck you bitch I just signed a 10 million deal

Yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Doing 95 down 95

I won't survive

Devil take the wheel

And I close my eyes

I won't come out of this alive

Life on autopilot

Take the blunt and light it

Day after day and I never try to fight it

Gunshots ring out

Buster stay down

You on the wrong side of town

And you try to fuck around

Brain so scattered

Can't remember what matters

Hear the gun clatter

Take a drug platter

Yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Yeah yeah I got the toolie

And I'm boutta make a movie

Uh, pop a pill

I feel like I'm on a hill

I'm teetering and I'm tottering

I'm anything but still

They say to chill

I tell 'em to go to hell

Now I'm lookin' for a thrill

Let's roll up the dollar bill

Flippin' a gram

And gettin' an o

I don't give a damn

I'm takin your hoe

Go off for the fans

Go hard for the foes

You still in the stands

I'm killin' the show

You ain't got a chance

I'm killin' the flow

I'll do it what I can

And that is the most

You play in the sand

I'm stuck in the snow

It's really a blizzard got blood on my nose

But I'm addicted to the rush of it

I just can't get enough of it

There's not a single fuck I give

Go in and then I'm crushing it

Like shit I fill my stomach with

There's not a single fuck I give

Let's fill a cone

Mostly green but mix that shit

'Cause that is what I'm on

It's time to go

Spark it then I light it

Once I get it then I'm in my zone