White Toes

This ain't luck bae, from where how I came, from out that hole

Left for dead, I told her to only put white on her toe

I'm a player, that bitch gon' let me feel like clothes

Conversate with my maid, we was talkin' bout bows

I told him they don't get clean, this really gon' be on

30 stick up in my boxers

Tell em no story, they can't stop

Poppin' glock but he ain't poppin

That ain't you, you know that's copied

Why I feel like I never see you