Lyrics Toma - G4 Boyz, Rich The Kid, OG Maco

Toma

Uno dos tres
Cuatro cinco seis
The plug just hit me with 10 bricks
And it’s on the way
Got to thank Jesus
Man I cannot lose
He flying off from Mexico
You know what I’ma do
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
Plug don’t speak no engle
He don’t really like speaking to gringes
Man I’ll show you all the packs off eBay
All I do is just trap and play 2K
Cause a young nigga trapping off the phone
I hit her once and the bitch keep calling
I ain’t picking up if you ain’t got no guap
Trying to love the internet and the bad blocks
Stop fronting, man your pictures don’t be here
Stop fronting man, you don’t serve chickens
All night we be trapping out the motel
New plug say he got it all wholesale
Pull up like oh my god
Then pull off like oh my god
PayPal how we trapping online
When I swipe I don’t ever decline
Throw the package up, you ain’t gotta sign
Fuck love boy, I don’t got time
If you looking for a love go find it
VVS’s all my motherfucking diamonds
Bricks in the stash house, that’s the white house
Got a young nigga feeling like Obama
When I swipe I don’t ever decline
Throw the package up, you ain’t gotta sign
Fuck love boy, I don’t got time
If you looking for a love go find it
VVS’s all my motherfucking diamonds
Bricks in the stash house, that’s the white house
Got a young nigga feeling like Obama
Uno dos tres
Cuatro cinco seis
The plug just hit me with 10 bricks
And it’s on the way
Got to thank Jesus
Man I cannot lose
He flying off from Mexico
You know what I’ma do
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
She said she wanna give me the chocha
All I really wanted was the coca
I came for the deep and and she falling asleep
Now I got her ass in a coal mine
Nigga got beef better hold up
I got that thing make you blow up
I got that thing make you back track
You don’t want none' you better back back
I got them bricks in a backpack
No fake shit nigga, real rap
All you niggas fake and you riff raff
I’m talking 'bout bricks, you ain’t got that
Forty for the bricks I get them
In your girl’s pussy yellin' touchdown
Diamonds straight dancing like Chris Brown
If a nigga want diss he gon' get rounds
Pick up the pace, we headed to chase
All of my niggas is straight
We serving the eighth, we getting the
And I got the blunt for your face
All I really want is the coca, all I really want is the coca
All I really want is the coca, por favor, dame coca
Uno dos tres
Cuatro cinco seis
The plug just hit me with 10 bricks
And it’s on the way
Got to thank Jesus
Man I cannot lose
He flying off from Mexico
You know what I’ma do
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA
He hit me with the bricks like TOMA