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vampire shawties- demo

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bigtoe and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

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1000_poems.docx

I wrote
Thousands of poems
Lost count of the notebooks I wrote in
Open up, turn the page, blank slate
No one to turn to, the words go unheard
I work so I can perform for you
You learned the words to that song
Sung at the top of your lungs
When I hummed the tune
Plucked and I strummed
Until my thumb was numb

But I played
Played that song til' my fingers bled
Pressing next to the frets, left a dent
Like the indent left by my belt buckle
On the inside of your leg
But we stayed; we lay on a blanket
We stare at the stars; we look for constellations
I stare at the ceiling; I start overthinking
I started off sane, then the skies became grey

It pulls on my heartstrings
The strings on the guitar break
When I play the song that we sang
The song that I made
After that day in late May

We knew each other since junior high
In high school, I used to say hi to you
But I wasn't too cool, a loser
Heard rumors through the grapevine
That weren't true
Little birdies chirping
Mean Girls tryna burn you, like Regina George
Even the score, tables turn
'Cause you're perfect, they're insecure
Calm my nerves; nervous when I'm around you
You're my world; everything revolves around you

(So I played)
So I played
Played that song til' my fingers bled
Sang until my throat was sore
And my voice was hoarse
But not before long, the singing got quieter
'Cause you wouldn't join in anymore
You started to forget all the words
I started to forget all the chords
And nights in late May stopped feeling so warm

Without you in my arms
With your head against my chest
Your ear is hearing my heart
I moved to the city so I don't see the stars
But when I look up at the moon
It's like I'm back in your backyard
(We're not so far apart)

I wrote
Thousands of poems
Lost count of the notebooks I wrote in

1000_poems.wav {prod. heydium}

unhappy_birthday.docx

I baked you a birthday cake
Your favorite flavor didn't turn out
It was burnt and left a poor taste in your mouth
It's the thought that counts

I figured since your figure is a figure 8
You wouldn't eat it, but you ate it anyway
To celebrate
And it took me a while to make

So many holidays
So many cards that you made
Kept all the cards that you made
Even though you left a few days after my birthday
It hurt me in the worst ways

Whats worse is that when I blew out
The candles on the cake
I wished that you would stay
And everything would stay the same
I didn't want anything to change

Gifts gifted, still given a wish
It was selfish, I wish I wished for something else
Shit, world peace
Dripping in the bucket at the wishing well
Now I wish you well
You left me with a piece
But you left with the rest of me, rest in peace
Tell me the recipe
So I don't turn up the heat too high next time

Next year I'm turning 23
Destiny, it's meant to be
I have the rest of my life, but time flies
Might not live to see the next day
So yesterday, a fucking wednesday
Was the best day of my life

Hennessy sitting empty on the nightstand next to me
In the nightstand theres a SIG
Fingers itching, put it to my lips; the tip is lit
I pull the trigger
I won't be here to make a wish next year

Whats worse is that when I blew out
The candles on the cake
I wished that you would stay
And everything would stay the same
I didn't want anything to change

Gifts gifted, still given a wish
It was selfish, I wish I wished for something else
Shit, world peace
Dripping in the bucket at the wishing well
Now I wish you well
You left me with a piece
But you left with the rest of me, rest in peace
Tell me the recipe
So I don't turn up the heat too high next time

Made a mess
Her white dress is drenched in red wine
We tried, but what was left didn't feel right
Even when you asked me
How my day went, I lied

Cursed since birth
So I've always been a sinner
You were an angel
But your halo turned to horns
Since you've been with them
As in your friends
Was in your friends, after we split up

I hurt you; you didn't deserve it
I didn't deserve you

What's worse is that when you blew out
The candles on the cake
You wished that I would change
Changes couldn't change it
I was sick; it was contagious
It got complicated

The more I loved you, the more you hated it
When I wished for your happiness
That's when you started dating him

You needed space; I forced your hand
We took a break
That break up was my breaking point
Daybreak at dawn
I got wasted like GTA but I respawned
I pray to God, but he does not respond
I play the game, but I'm played like a pawn

So I go
Go
Down this road
Alone
There might be ice and snow
Twists and turns, traffic cones
Avoiding potholes in the asphalt
But some bumps arent avoidable
It'll come and go
The highs and lows

unhappy_birthday.wav {prod. jacob vallen}

06-1080.docx

In the middle of June
I helped you move out of the house 
You moved to in middle school
You helped me too
To move out of the house 
I moved to when I was only two
But I felt at home as long as I was with you
A hop, skip, stone's throw away
So I was always with you
More distance, more distant
Now I’m fucking homesick
In my own bedroom

In the middle of June
I went to get you sometime around 2
From your friend's house, you had to sneak out
Your parents would freak out if they found out

We go about, all around, throughout town
We passed the school we went to
Back in school I was a loudmouth, a class clown, a troublemaker
I met you in like 8th grade
You were a grade A student with straight A grades
You have a lot of great things to be grateful for
A bright Future, you shoot for the moon but hit Pluto
Cupid missed a couple of times, but he did stick a few arrows
A few years was a few years ago
A few beers was a few beers ago
Now the New Years will come and go
But I still think of you

In the middle of June 
You had to move for school
I dreaded that day in June
I spent that day in June
Helping you move into a dorm room
It wasn’t until I turned 22 
That I decided to move on
Move out I drive the same route
We would take when I break down

I break down on the side of the road
I drove until I couldn’t anymore 
Driving to where you rode took a toll
We both grew up broke in broken homes
Even though I fucking hate this town
You made this house a home

06-1080.wav {prod. jacob vallen}

in_the_tall_grass.docx

On nights like these 
We would sit by a fire
Fireflies shine bright in the night sky
Mosquitoes bite, but we didn’t mind
Even if it itched
I wouldn’t take my hand off of your side
Off of your thigh

We stayed laying on a blanket
In the tall grass
(Off a bean)
Off the beaten path we wandered off
Daydreaming, wondering
The birds and the bees
The bugs were buggin’ us
But we would not buzz off
I’m buzzin’ 
I got more karats than Buggs Bunny does
I’m thunderstruck
I butter you up, buttercup
When I see you bundled up
In the coat I let you borrow when it was too cold
We saw the sun come up
That was our cue to go

We were supposed to leave 
Around 3 in the morning
We got caught up and lost in the moment
Talking about everything under the sun
We went back there for 1 last hoorah
2 months after we broke up
Like we did when we were kids, young
Then we grew up, but I’m still dumb
Gullible, I thought I found my soulmate in a town this small

(If I knew that was the last time, I would’ve fucked you slower)

Put on our favorite song 
And queued another one 
For the road
Drove back home without the headlights on
Avoiding potholes
On the gravel road, access road, asphalt backroads

Like a time-lapse, we would pass the time
Passed the patch of grass 
Where we stargazed in the past as a passerby
Time flies when you’re having fun
But time passed me by
I cry, pacifier
I might pass away tonight

On nights like these 
We would sit by a fire
Fireflies shine bright in the night sky
On nights like these 
We would sit by a fire
Fireflies shine bright in the night sky

We stayed laying on a blanket
In the tall grass

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the_highest_ive_ever_been.docx

I had to die to feel alive
Car accident
If I crash the whip, is it suicide?
Scrutinize; I’m stupid 
I lie, the truth comes to light
Which one of us is gonna 
Jump off of the cliff first
You or I?

It’s do or die
An eye for an eye
We fucked up 
One too many times
I took one more 
‘Cause I didn’t feel high

But that night 
I got the highest I’ve ever been
I haven’t been that high since
I wanna get that high again 
The highest I’ve ever been
Was when I was dying 

I had to die to feel alive
Car accident
If I crash the whip, is it suicide?
Scrutinize; I’m stupid 
I lie, the truth comes to light
Which one of us is gonna 
Jump off of the cliff first
You or I?

It’s do or die
An eye for an eye
We fucked up 
One too many times
I took one more 
‘Cause I didn’t feel high

But that night 
I got the highest I’ve ever been
I haven’t been that high since
I wanna get that high again 
The highest I’ve ever been
Was when I was dying 

You look so pretty 
Without make up on
You paint your nails
The color that I like
You like it when I bring my drugs
So you can try ‘em

You tell me that it feels nice
You describe what it feels like
You take more pills
‘Cause they help to clear your mind
You say you’re not afraid to die

Neither am I
I can’t chill
I’m rolling bills for my cocaine
I just need a thrill
I crack the seal and drink the whole thing
I just need a thrill
I’m popping pills; I feel like Cobain

I haven’t been that high since
I wanna get that high again 
The highest I’ve ever been
Was when I was dying 

I had to die to feel alive
Car accident
If I crash the whip, is it suicide?
Scrutinize; I’m stupid 
I lie, the truth comes to light
Which one of us is gonna 
Jump off of the cliff first
You or I?

You or I?

I haven’t been that high since
I wanna get that high again 
The highest I’ve ever been
Was when I was dying

the_highest_ive_ever_been.wav {prod. gxm}

It feels like I'm dreaming
It's right before my eyes
But I can't believe it
I've been inside; I don't leave it
But I've been tryna strive
You just don't see it
I don't post most shit online
I'm discreet with it
But I've been on the grind
I'll thrive when I'm filthy rich

I've been on your mind
I mind my business
I'm ignorant to the life you're living
'Cause I'm not in it

We weren't friends to begin with
In the beginning I was begging for forgiveness
You wouldn't give it so I would just give in
It was a given we're finished
But I didn't get it
I couldn't let go 'cause I didn't know better

Yeah, I got better but I'm still a menace
I lost all feelings
I'm the bad guy; I'm the villain
I've been getting high, chillin'
It's a tough pill to swallow
But I'll OD with it

Prescribing prescription painkillers
Like it's penicillin
Keep refilling it; it's an addiction
Prescribers making a killing
Even if the pills kill us
Victims the system will milk us
Until we have nothing else to give them
Then give us the middle finger
When there's nothing left to give 'em
Then blame us when we go ape shit like gorillas

But I've been getting high; it's feelin' realer
She doesn't wanna fuck me vanilla
She knows that I've been the realest
I've been a real one
I wanted 1 million, then I got a million ones
A villain, a misfit that's misbehavin' just for fun
Just because, I'm a son of a gun
(Son of a bitch)

She just wants to feel a rush
So she rubs some, uh, on her gums
(It's not enough)
She said, "toe, don't take another one"
(You've had enough)
They said, "toe just made another one"
(Can't get enough)

She wants to fucking snuggle and cuddle up
She got a trunk like Snuffleupagus
Her Dubble Bubble gum bubble butt
Double trouble, we're both troublesome
First of all, we piss each other off, like number 1
We butt heads until we get concussed
But I wish you the best
You just made me numb

villain.wav {prod. sapjer, soldy, william lamoureux}

I've been on TV and my momma's seen it
She couldn't believe it
My ex sent a text
It said, "stop talking about me"
She's always been conceited
I dropped an album and got some billboards
Around my hometown for it
So the people that didn't believe in me
Could fucking see it

And she stares at herself in the mirror
When I'm in it
She cares about how she appears
When I'm in it
She's fixin' her hair
When I'm in it
I'm pullin' her hair
When I'm in it
Wear and tear
When I'm in it
She's using Nair near her private square
Before I'm in it

Ahhh, she told me to finish in it
Ahhh, she's callin' it quits
While I'm still in it
Ahhh, my mind is racing a mile a minute
I read between the lines
While reading the fine print
I'm seeing through the lies
I used to believe in
The truth comes to light
Your disguise deceived me
Stick a needle in my eye, until we're even
An eye for an eye, we're still bleedin'

Make a passion make passive income
People told me that I'd never ever become someone
Now people I haven't met
Know my first name and my surname
They're callin' me Toe; they even know my nickname

I'm workin' on the weekends
I'm workin' on the weekdays
I go off of the deepend
I freak out in the workplace
I break down
I lose control
Going cuckoo
Doodling a new bitch
She's nude in the studio

I'm cooped up in the studio
The booth is like a cubicle
I sing about what I've been through
My life is like a musical
I think about what I've been through
Every time I listen to music notes
Cruisin', moonroof, in the coupe
It's like a UFO

an_eye_4_an_eye.wav {prod. morgan}

Insult to injury
Salt in the wound
I'll assault him just for dissin' me
I'm just sauntering
'Cause I don't let it get to me
He's talkin', until I saw him
But he didn't see it coming
He was runnin'
She's telling me I'm pretty
Yeah, I'm gorgeous

I wouldn't sell my soul for a fortune
Or a Fortune 500 on top of the Forbes list
Top of the mornin', got her a morning-after pill
Plan B is to get an abortion
I'm feelin' important
I could afford it; I had to import it
It's exported from Europe
It costed a fortune in Euros
I'm splurging on garments
Outsourced escorts, and escorted them to the apartment

She's foreign, she might get deported
She has a passport; she's just a tourist
She says we're compatible because I'm a Taurus
Fuck her slow like a tortoise
Money trees growing like a forest
She said that she loved me
And wanted me to say it back, but I wouldn't
(Feel the distortion)

I'm focused on income
'Cause I wanna get my mom a Birkin
I got some paystubs from it
Now I just want some more of them

I want a Richard Mille
That looks like Ben Tennyson's
She's pretty, pretty much the only 10 I see
She must come from Tennessee
In other bitches
That are really into me, like polygamy

Insult to injury
Salt in the wound
I'll assault him just for dissin' me
I'm just sauntering
'Cause I don't let it get to me
He's talkin', until I saw him
But he didn't see it coming
He was runnin'
She's telling me I'm pretty
Yeah, I'm gorgeous

Water on my body like a porpoise
On point like a swordfish
I broke her heart on purpose
Heart on my sleeve, it's permanent
Makeup on the sheets
She was face down while she's twerkin' it
Got cum on the sheets
It'll come out with detergent

Earnin' it
The early bird gets the worm
Work a 9 to 5
Then 5 to 9 I'm workin'
I'm earnest with it
I'm yearnin' for it
I make mistakes
But I'm learnin' from them

Insult to injury
Salt in the wound
I'll assault him just for dissin' me
I'm just sauntering
'Cause I don't let it get to me
He's talkin', until I saw him
But he didn't see it coming
He was runnin'
He was runnin'
He was runnin'
He was runnin'

feel_the_distortion.wav {prod. mehti}

The after-party is better than the actual party
A Barbie like Mattel, and she's on me
But she'll back up that Mack truck
Just like it's a Tonka
Dump truck trunk on her
Monster truck trunk on her
She's going bonkers
Twerkin' upside down like Peter Parker

Funny business, we're silly
Popping pills willy-nilly
Like it's candy, Willy Wonka
When I come to their city, they hit me
I'm picky; the first lady I'm picking
Is like Michelle Obama
Pick her up in an Escalade
With an entourage
She's a model
She has honkers, badonkadonks
She has an ass like a donkey does
She rides me like a cowgirl
It's a honky-tonk

After-party
She's runnin' to the potty
After half the Bacardi
She mixes it with blow
Soda pop or tonic water
After the party, we're just getting started

She asked me if I'm famous
I said, "kind of"
"I was just under pressure; I'm a diamond"
Mistakes aren't what you're made of
Mistakes are what you make of them

The after-party is better than the actual party
A Barbie like Mattel, and she's on me
But she'll back up that Mack truck
Just like it's a Tonka
Dump truck trunk on her
Monster truck trunk on her
She's going bonkers
Twerkin' upside down like Peter Parker

Funny business, we're silly
Popping pills willy-nilly
Like it's candy, Willy Wonka
When I come to their city, they hit me
I'm picky; the first lady I'm picking
Is like Michelle Obama
Pick her up in an Escalade
With an entourage
She's a model
She has honkers, badonkadonks
She has an ass like a donkey does
She rides me like a cowgirl
It's a honky-tonk

After-party
She's runnin' to the potty
After half the Bacardi
She mixes it with blow
Soda pop or tonic water
After the party, we're just getting started

She asked me if I'm famous
I said, "kind of"
"I was just under pressure; I'm a diamond"
Mistakes aren't what you're made of
Mistakes are what you make of them

The after-party is better than the actual party
A Barbie like Mattel, and she's on me
But she'll back up that Mack truck
Just like it's a Tonka
Dump truck trunk on her
Monster truck trunk on her
She's going bonkers
Twerkin' upside down like Peter Parker

Funny business, we're silly
Popping pills willy-nilly
Like it's candy, Willy Wonka
When I come to their city, they hit me
I'm picky; the first lady I'm picking
Is like Michelle Obama
Pick her up in an Escalade
With an entourage
She's a model
She has honkers, badonkadonks
She has an ass like a donkey does
She rides me like a cowgirl
It's a honky-tonk

The after-party is better than the actual party
A Barbie like Mattel, and she's on me
But she'll back up that Mack truck
Just like it's a Tonka
The after-party is better than the actual party
A Barbie like Mattel, and she's on me
But she'll back up that Mack truck
Just like it's a Tonka

after_party.wav {prod. morgan, doza}

I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you

I need them
I need them
I need them
I need them

Pills
The doctor asks me how I feel, I feel
Still
I ask the doctor for some more of them
Ill
Throwing up on the porcelain, in the toilet
I don't know the side effects of these meds
But I'm taking them

'Cause the doctor said
And I said, "Yes, ma'am."
Off of them, I'm off my rocker
Provocative, probably because

I need them

Adrenaline, adderall
I'm in bed hyperventilating
She's venting to me
She's bent out of shape
Then I bend her legs above her head
When she's grabbing my waist

She's begging me, "please let me stay"
I'm callin' her 'babe' 'cause I forgot her name
I say, "don't hate the player
But I wear a letterman for this game"

I'm better than her ex-man
My ex still misses me
She's dead to me
But her new man is a dead man
If he ever disses me

I'll be better than her next man
Until she wishes he was me
And when that next man is an ex
Then he'll be wishin' he was me

I'm better than the rest of them
We pull up like the X-Men
With ten men, it's infantry
Like Ben 10, the Rolex is green
Diamondhead, Big Ben kind of watch face
We're freshmen, like 9th grade

I'm in her top 10, and it's not the last 9 places, yea
Yea, ballin' like the Big Ten
Yea, yea pullin' her hair, gave her split ends
Yea, yea she acts like a freak on the weekends
Yea, I think I went off the deep end
I think I think too much
That's why I need these meds

I need them

She thinks she's my GF
But we're not even friends
I wanna befriend her BFF and be her BF instead
Until the week ends

Pills
The doctor asks me how I feel, I feel

I need you

Still
I ask the doctor for some more of them
Ill
Throwing up on the porcelain, in the toilet
I don't know the side effects of these meds
But I'm taking them

'Cause the doctor said
And I said, "Yes, ma'am."
Off of them, I'm off my rocker
Provocative, probably because

I need them

Adrenaline, adderall
I'm in bed hyperventilating
She's venting to me
She's bent out of shape
Then I bend her legs above her head
When she's grabbing my waist

i_need_u.wav {prod. sapjer, morgan}

She wants to keep in touch; she wants to sweet-talk
She wants to hit it off; she wants to lip-lock
'Cause I've been balling off the rip since the tip-off
But when I was a little kid, I didn't have a piss pot
So I told that bitch to kick rocks

I told that bitch to knock it off
My diamonds look like crystals
So she asks about my chakras
She says I whip this Dodge
Like Vin Diesel does when he's pissed off

I gave her a shot but I won't give her a second thought
'Cause I got exotic in a Ziploc
Pop the seal; it's twist-off
Popping pills like they're Skittles
Until my eyes are crisscrossed
Take an upper and a downer
Now I'm somewhere in the middle
But I'm feeling tip-top, top-notch
And I forget about, uh... I forgot

I should've known better than to let her meet my mom
'Cause she met my mom, but my mom fucking hates her guts
So from then on
I had to play along, like we get along
Like I like like her and like it when we get it on
When she gets on top and takes off her thong
Then she caught on, found out something was wrong
But that something was nothing
When she would ask what was wrong

'Cause I didn't have the guts
To say, "I fucking hate your guts"
I'm in her guts; I'll spill my guts
When I fill up a cup, when I fill up a cup

I walked in, fits on fire
I walked in, hella high
They see what I got on
They tryna copy mine
My shits been set on fire
By bro beneath my feet
He told me go and eat; I'll watch and take a seat
I watch 'em try be me
But bro, you never could
You crying in that club mirror like I thought you would
Suicide in your eyes and I think you should
I got the devil watching, saying, "Spade, you're doing good."

my_mom_hates_ur_guts.wav (w/ damon spade){prod. wavy)

It must be fate
One day someday
I just wanna get famous
All day, every day
Monday to Sunday
I'm gettin' paid

A lot of these people just get in my way
They're actin' fake
I'm breakin' bread, but they take from my plate
They want some steak
They say, they ask me, "how much do you make"
A lot, but the Devil wants me to sign my name
Get off my dick and my John Hancock
It might not make sense but I wanna make change
Subject matter subjective
Make something they can relate to
Yea, I sing about you
But I told you that I fuckin' hate you

Yea, you've changed
But I think that I made you
And I heard things through the grapevine
So I'm drinkin' wine or mixin' liquor with grape juice
Then I migrate to the bedroom with a bottle of Grey Goose

'Cause they were true
I had to swallow the truth
I'm in the stu; I'm in the booth
I just wanna get famous

I know that she was cheating
I wouldn't look for proof
But I might bite the bullet
Like my tooth is bulletproof
I know that she was cheating
I was cheatin' too
I'm lookin' on the bright side
All my bills are blue
I had some old money
I have new money too
But I don't know the age of the money
I just blew through

It must be fate
One day someday
I just wanna get famous
All day, every day
Monday to Sunday
I'm gettin' paid

A lot of these people just get in my way
They're actin' fake
I'm breakin' bread, but they take from my plate
They want some steak
They say, they ask me, "how much do you make"
A lot, but the Devil wants me to sign my name
Get off my dick and my John Hancock
It might not make sense but I wanna make change
Subject matter subjective
Make something they can relate to
Yea, I sing about you
But I told you that I fuckin' hate you

i_am_the_best.wav {prod. clayh}

I've been tryin' to get over you
Another bitch is under me
She's underneath my Underoos
Fuckin' me, bumpin' uglies
My Dungarees like Dunkaroos

But I fell for you
Bungee jumpin', parachute
Your appearance
In that appparel and pair of shoes
Your nails and hairdo
Your parents handpicked Punnett squares
Or God handcrafted you
It's apparent that it isn't fair
These other girls can't compare to you

Sadness, I was saddened
I have some bad habits
And you had it, you had it
I pray, say grace
Before I eat the whole haddock
Holy mackerel
There's plenty of fish in the sea
Need tackle, tackle

Had a couple of bad apples
I have her blocked on everything
Except for Venmo
Keep the Gucci belt tight like a lasso
I swear my last bitch
Is better than that hoe

I've been tryin' to get over you
Another bitch is under me
She's underneath my Underoos
Fuckin' me, bumpin' uglies
My Dungarees like Dunkaroos

But I fell for you
Bungee jumpin', parachute
Your appearance
In that appparel and pair of shoes
Your nails and hairdo
Your parents handpicked Punnett squares
Or God handcrafted you
It's apparent that it isn't fair
These other girls can't compare to you

I've been, searchin' for the right one
Someone hold my hand
And don't you leave me for another one
1, 2, mix up with the purple one
Step into my fantasy
Lil' shawty it's not safe to come
Stay true, all this loving is something new
I'm not trippin', I tied my shoe
No one can compare to you
Dead inside, that makes us two
Got a table just for two
Babe, you know it's me and you
Don't be crazy, say "I do"

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She's, she's so bad
She doesn't wanna slow dance
She came here with her close friends, old friends
Turning heads when they're coming in

Hellcat Redeye
Hellcat with cat eyes
Her eyes are kind of reddish
She looks at me, she's looking devilish
Like she wants to take my soul
For the hell of it

Medicine
Ever since I was a little kid
Ritalin
I Yabba Dabba Doo too many Flintstones vitamins
Dabbled in some yadda yadda too
It might've been Vicodin
Not a lot to lose
Got a lot to gain
I've been on the move
I've been away
You pick and you choose
Mood swings
Bruce Wayne, I have the time of my life at night
Stay up late (stay awake)

Ay, Treezy pull up
12 cars and I'm geeked
I walk up in the club
Cause a scene, not discreet
I'm lifting up her hand
She threw it back on repeat
Ay, now I feel like Kobe
With the bitches, three-peat
Her nigga called
I said, "I'll bring her back next week"
I love 'em all
Down from the biggest to petite
She said my dick's introuble
It's R.I.P., dead meat

Tic-tac-toe, just caught another hoe
Tic-tac-toe, they're twerkin' in a row
Treezy, and with Toe
Make it hot, it's a stove
Got the Rolls
Got the bitches
Got the money
Then we go
(Treezy)

She's, she's so bad
She doesn't wanna slow dance
She came here with her close friends, old friends
Turning heads when they're coming in

Hellcat Redeye
Hellcat with cat eyes
Her eyes are kind of reddish
She looks at me, she's looking devilish
Like she wants to take my soul
For the hell of it

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I don't want her; she listens to NLE Choppa
The Top Shotta
I'm a don; she's a prima donna
'Cause she causes drama
But I just hear "nun nun nun nun"
She sings along to my songs
Like "nun nun nun nun"

I don't want her; I'm smoking marijuana
Pass Mary Jane, like a gang bang with Peter Parker
Peter Piper picked the leaves, and stems, and seeds
Then put it in a Swisher Sweet
He smokes like a Rasta
I don't want her

I shouldn't have brought her to mi casa
I shouldn't have let her meet my momma
I bought a half then stopped at a Wawa
For wraps, not gas, I got that from Tijuana
If I want it, I hit up the plug
He said, "I got it; I gotchu"
She said that she has trauma
She has no clue what I've been through
'Cause I've been through this
I've seen demons; they're deceiving
They change their personas like Hannah Montana did

So, I don't want her
I don't want her

I don't want no hoe that's for the streets
I want a bitch with chains like me
She wearing Louis and Nike and she got red under her feet
She lookin' fly so she gone ride round with a real gangster like me
She got them Cartiers on her eyes; they like to hide so she look mean

Hoes mad that she with me
Hoes mad that she my queen
She love me like a fein while we blow gas right out the Beam
If you got a problem with it, run it up with me
I'll pop you in your eye and turn it purple like some lean
We roll up and get high so I get geeked while you get beat
If she ain't 'bout that life, then shawty ain't rolling with me

Ain't rolling with me
Ain't rolling wit'

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Are you religious?
No
Do you believe in something?
Yeah, I believe in me

She knows that I'm ghostin' her
I'm a ghoul; I've been with the creatures
So I talk to spirits, but they must be demons, though
'Cause they lead me to the reaper
Just to steal my soul
Soul so cold
So I gotta keep the heater close
If people pressin', reachin' in the winter coat
Wintergreen, her breath smells like cigarettes
When she kissed me, though
She sniffed me and could tell
The notes in this cologne

She has expensive taste
But looks great with nothing on
I fuck her with my pants on
But I'm taking off her thong
She thinks that I'm a nice guy
It's such a turn-off
Throwing curveballs
She'll come out of her shell, like a turtle
Coming from the ground up, like a turnip
I came from the dirt so I turn up
These opportunities
I gotta thank God
The Father, Son and Holy Spirit need to hear me close
Please protect the people I hold dearest most
Screaming prayers, screaming lyrics
People don't hear it, though
Tunnel vision, the light at the end of the tunnel is so close
My momma won't struggle when I make it
So I hustle
This bucket list, I wanna take it slow
Kaleidoscope, I'm so high I see the high notes
Mitus touch, my mind, my mitochondria
Might turn to gold

And it wasn't until God stopped responding
For me to realize I was all alone
Maybe I ask for too much
But when I asked for strength
He gave what makes you strong
I needed you all along
But not in the way that I thought
I tried to right my wrongs

I believe in God
I believe in me
I believe in you

Sacrilegious, blasphemous
I'll still kick his ass
But I'm a pacifist
I call her a bitch
She's a misandrist
I stand up for myself
And she can't stand it

I did it with no helping hand
Except the Hamburger Helper in a pan
The Hamburglar wants to take the burger
From my hands
Iceberg on the watch
Analog, can't even read the hands
Teachers said I would be flipping burgers
I'm making art instead

Heartfelt, but it goes over their heads
Skippin' class, I was missin' the exams
I didn't wanna go to college
But I'm a scholar
I don't look up to the people teachin' me
So why bother
They bet their bottom dollar
I wouldn't make it
I'm making top dollar
From rock bottom
I was starving, used to make Top Ramen
Now I'm eating caviar with lobster often
I'm livin' the dream
While they're daydreamin' from the office

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I don't wanna hear it was luck, no
I haven't had a bedroom
I have a stu with a mattress
I've been underrated for so long, or overlooked
The money is new, Great Gatsby

Got a pole without a holster
In these trousers
Got a hoe without a blouse on
Stripping clothes, like a stripper though
With how she's dancing on it
Motorboat, blow raspberries on her pussy
Call it "jet ski," wet as can be
Before we're even fuckin'

I've been getting bread
I'm a glutton, gluten
You must have celiac
'Cause you're getting nothin'
Got baguettes on my neck
But I want a baker's dozen
Making paper, paystubs
On the paper trail, it's paying off

I work a full-time job, 9 to 5
I'm a cog in the machine
It's feeling realer; I feel like a boss
John Henry competing, defeating the machine
And a machine can't come up with these thoughts

I've been doing this for too long
Put too much into it, all bets are off
Hope for the best
But I won't rest until I've bested them
And I'm rollin' in money
The money rolls in in a dump truck
The lump sum's too big
Enough income for my
Great-great-great-great grandkids
Trust fund funding it
Trust me when I say this
I want to do it for my friends
And family members, relatives
Even when I become an ancestor to them
She's calling me "daddy" like it's incestuous
Sex next level; she loved me ever since

I don't wanna hear it was luck, no
I haven't had a bedroom
I have a stu with a mattress
I've been underrated for so long, or overlooked
The money is new, Great Gatsby

Got a pole without a holster
In these trousers
Got a hoe without a blouse on
Stripping clothes, like a stripper though
With how she's dancing on it
Motorboat, blow raspberries on her pussy
Call it "jet ski," wet as can be
Before we're even fuckin'

I've been getting bread
I'm a glutton, gluten
You must have celiac
'Cause you're getting nothin'
Got baguettes on my neck
But I want a baker's dozen
Making paper, paystubs
On the paper trail, it's paying off

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toe, also known as ‘BIGTOE from the 610’ or simply ‘BIGTOE’, is a 22-year-old singer/songwriter from Philadelphia. He’s been passionate about creating music for as long as he can remember—starting with melodies on an electronic keyboard toy as a kid and later scribbling lyrics instead of notes in high school.

In 2017, he decided to start a SoundCloud account. Alongside his lifelong friend Mitch, he learned the basics of recording, mixing, and mastering. toe’s first songs, released as a freshman in high school, made him the subject of jokes at school, mocking his simplistic style and rudimentary lyrics. But instead of quitting, he used the insults as motivation to improve his craft.

He experimented with everything from hyperpop to indie pop, trap, punk rock, folk, and more, finding his own unique style in the process. In 2023, toe made the transition to mainstream platforms with his demo album Vampire Shawties, which gained over 60,000 streams in its first week. It was a big moment in his journey, one that was probably even more epic than the time he fought a dragon (long story).

toe keeps pushing forward, ready to take on whatever comes next—whether that’s conquering new sounds or battling more dragons along the way.

toe✰

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