Song: Collins Ave
Artist:  Toohda Band$
Year: 2021
Viewed: 39 - Published at: 7 years ago

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Funk or Die), yeah
HME, FOD, nigga (Crown, you a fool for this shit, nigga)

[Verse]
They say it's lonely at the top, well, it was lonely at the bottom
Nigga, ain't no shortage, what you need? Bro, we got 'em
I can smell a nigga hatin', look close, gotta watch 'em (Watch that nigga)
Couple niggas breathin', when I catch him, I'ma pop him
I be talkin' cash, niggas tryna switch the topic
Nigga got popped, he ain't doin' shit about it
How you rap and you ain't got no dog shit up in your pocket? (Like what the fuck?)
Pressure bust pipes, niggas folding like a wallet
Ask Tay, when I caught that lil' case, kept it solid (Shh)
Bitches laugh at you, you be walkin' 'round childish
Instagram beefin', niggas doin' all that howlin'
Have bro come and wet your whole block, he gon' drown it
I'm astounded, niggas out herе wildin'
Your lil' brother dead and you flew your ass to Cali (Bitch)
Niggas rap beefin', I'm just sippin' lеan in Maui
Hit another state, get that bag, then I'm outtie
Niggas really mad 'cause they can't do shit about me
My bitch got me hooked, she done sucked the soul out me
You buyin' bitches bag, she can't get no clothes out me (Never)
I can't do no lackin', always keep some poles 'round me
Where they at? Hit they block, leave 'em flat
Nigga, you ain't talkin' money, I'ma hit you back
A pretty bitch with no money, I'm not hittin' that (Never)
That dead nigga on your shirt, you can't get him back
I get money every day, no problem
You be sittin' on your ass, boy, you childish
Chillin' in Miami, blowin' weed down on Collins
I put this shit together, I ain't never use a stylist
How you cuffin' on that ho? You ain't heard she got some mileage? (You ain't heard?)
The way she gave me brain, could've swear she went to college
I been high all day, man, I should've been a pilot
Nigga, don't stop, blow the light, there the sirens
Yeah, take a risk, hit the road, hit or miss
Grab a Faygo from the store, no Sierra Mist
Told my bitch to grab her bag, we finna take a trip
Put the Drakey in the bag, I can make it slip

( Toohda Band$ )
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