Toom Your Beats Are Trash

(Intro)
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ya what

(Chrous)
Toom your beats are trash
I be rapping for that cash
Fucka bitch and then I dash
Smoking lean and sipping grass
I be on the block on the motherfuckin regular
Take your bitch on a date
I might fuck her in my jaguar
Im a different kinda forty eight
Im stacking cheese all on my plate
Im really feeling like Bill Gates
Now little bitch dont masterbate
She ate me like some piece of cake
I want the money keep the fame
My niggas really go insane
I guess its to much for there brain
So yaaa
Toom your beats are trash
That what haters like to nag
Thirteen year old making cash
Like yaaa
Toom your beats are bad dont you worry bout that
With forty eight youll be glad

(Verse 1)
Fifteen gran for a show
I be seeing slow mo
And my mouth full of gold
Stacking molly by the row
I got diamonds on my wrist and shit
Glitter on my fist and shit
I be flexing hard and shit
Motherfucker got that shit

Chrous)
Toom your beats are trash
I be rapping for that cash
Fucka bitch and then I dash
Smoking lean and sipping grass
I be on the block on the motherfuckin regular
Take your bitch on a date
I might fuck her in my jaguar
Im a different kinda forty eight
Im stacking cheese all on my plate
Im really feeling like Bill Gates
Now little bitch dont masterbate
She ate me like some piece of cake
I want the money keep the fame
My niggas really go insane
I guess its to much for there brain

(Outro)
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ya
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Forty eight