Toe Tag - Lil Gotit, SG Kendall, Lil Yachty

Huh?

Check

(10Fifty, I love you)

Run a lil' check

(What up, Foster?)

Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)

First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it’s time for that)

I know for sure that it get her pussy wet (Get her wet)

Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)

Percolated, got your ho on the meds

Vibes, shit, all of 'em on meds

Say you spendin' checks

I hear you, but you stressin' that shit

Hood Baby a star, real shooting star

I’m a young rich nigga with a bag and with the shits

Keep a deuce once you’re located in the 6

Got Georgia Dome head, watch a bitch get blitzed

Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me

I done caught a body on the Addy

In the club on gang shit

.223 a hashtag

Poppin' bottles, won’t toe-tag (Hood Baby)

Used to sell sacks out the trap back

Now I’m pulling up with gas packs

Yeah, real big speaker

And I feel like Moneybagg, yeah

With moneybags filled with cash

Tats in the face, went slime, shit, yeah

Never know dope man (Hood Baby)

They don’t want smoke, they group fans

She gifted us with the pussy like December

Invest in that booty, my bag get it bigger

I’m a young nigga, but rich lil' tender

That dawg control the Glock, he got rhythm

We on that gang shit

Stand on the couch and go make it rain shit

Wire my check in

Shoot up a Trackhawk or they arrange shit

We know we live dangerous

Slime the opp block, John Wick, point and aim shit

Went got a check, stupid, ready to flex

Don’t think this shit sweet, I talk with the TEC

TaTa 'bout to chop off the head 'cause he picky

I could fuck my bitch, but I want your bitch business

Beat on that pussy, it’s wet as it get

I’m lit, I’m lit, they ain’t doing shit

Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)

First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it’s time for that)

I know for sure that it get her pussy wet (Get her wet)

Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)

Percolated, got your ho on the meds

Vibes, shit, all of 'em on meds

Say you spendin' checks

I hear you, but you stressin' that shit

Hood Baby a star, real shooting star

I’m a young rich nigga with a bag and with the shits

Keep a deuce once you’re located in the 6

Got Georgia Dome head, watch a bitch get blitzed

Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me

I done caught a body on the Addy

In the club on gang shit

.223 a hashtag

Poppin' bottles, won’t toe-tag

Yeah (21), stop cappin' (Cappin')

I heard you got racks in your mattress (What's happening?)

We slither, we slide, we gon' catch him, yeah

Wipe his lil' nose, we gon' bless him (Hachoo)

I got more apes than Bapes, they do what I say

And they way tougher than steak (No cap)

Put 'em on a plate, then we vacate

Heard they got done on a late day, yeah

Gotit from the 6 side (6 side), uh

Meet up at that bitch house (Bitch house), yeah

Addies and them titties out (Addies), uh

I think she ready for the dick now (Ready)

Let her play with the Patek on the money, nigga

Whole lotta paper, we ain’t running out of money, nigga

Courtside seats, watch 'em playin' right in front a nigga, ooh

I text back like fourteen thousand

Hellcats riding back to back, yeah

Swervin' through Atlanta, doing the dash, yeah

We’ll slide the 6, drop a bag, yeah

Then go to Cleveland Ave with the slatts, yeah

YSL, 21 shit, yeah

Your gang, my gang hit, yeah

The same lil' stinking ass bitch, yeah

Now she tryna brag 'bout this shit, yeah

Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)

First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it’s time for that)

I know for sure that it get her pussy wet (Get her wet)

Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)

Percolated, got your ho on the meds

Vibes, shit, all of 'em on meds

Say you spendin' checks

I hear you, but you stressin' that shit

Hood Baby a star, real shooting star

I’m a young rich nigga with a bag and with the shits

Keep a deuce once you’re located in the 6

Got Georgia Dome head, watch a bitch get blitzed

Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me

I done caught a body on the Addy

In the club on gang shit

.223 a hashtag

Poppin' bottles, won’t toe-tag

Diamonds (Diamonds), baguettes (Baguettes), four hundred racks (Go)

In the penthouse with thirty-three snacks (Slatt)

Beat on her back 'til it crack

Money man, money man (Money)

Sleep with one eye like I’m huntin', man (I sleep)

Niggas ain’t getting no cake for real

Y’all know how it feel, that’s too sad (Sad)

I had that Maybach at twenty-one (No cap)

That’s two-seventy (I paid it)

Four hoes in my room and they ebony (I slayed it)

I fuck up that sack so irregularly

Sinnin' so much, but my bitch is so heavenly

Treachery (Fuck 'em)

They play with my name like I’m dead or somethin' (Yeah)

I confront, they say, «Huh?»

(What?)

Like they couldn’t hear what I said or somethin'

Had to drop that lil' bitch (Get dropped)

She asking questions like she fed or something (No cap)

Fed up, I need me some new head (Slatt)

Bro cracked the seal on some old red

Told her chew on that dick like a Lemonhead

Lil' bitch, I’m that young nigga they copy from (On God)

Gave her three shots of Jamaican rum (On God)

I’m fucking this bitch and her mama home

Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)

First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it’s time for that)

I know for sure that it get her pussy wet (Get her wet)

Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)

Percolated, got your ho on the meds

Vibes, shit, all of 'em on meds

Say you spendin' checks

I hear you, but you stressin' that shit

Hood Baby a star, real shooting star

I’m a young rich nigga with a bag and with the shits

Keep a deuce once you’re located in the 6

Got Georgia Dome head, watch a bitch get blitzed

Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me

I done caught a body on the Addy

In the club on gang shit

.223 a hashtag

Poppin' bottles, won’t toe-tag