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Letra : Toolie

Aye, Aye, aye get my muthaf**ka A&R on the phone right now
Get him on the phone

Pull the Toolie out on yo face, let it bust
Other n***as hate 'cause they can't f**k with us
Pull the money out of my pocket, cash out
Range Rover pedal to the floor smash out
Pull the Toolie out on yo face, let it bust
Other n***as hate 'cause they can't f**k with us
Pull the money out of my pocket, cash out
Range Rover pedal to the floor smash out

I'ma gangster, b*t*h, I thought you knew
Like every other n***a up in my crew
Big Ced, n***a, fresh out the fed
Why you call that sh*t blue when that sh*t look red
n***a, 'cause I'm hot, yeah, sh*t done changed
Since you said what you said, I can't look you the same
Ever since I lost my baby, I've been feelin' free
She left on a Friday, I was lit for the whole week
Fresh off quarantine, say, "Baby, what's happenin'?"
DD, got the juice, Black is the Captain, G is the future
Eastide shooter, successful black entrepreneur
Integrity over everything up underneath the sun
These sucka ass n***as do anything for money
Snitch, b*t*h, ain't about sh*t
We can't let no n***as like that 'round the click