Toes Out lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Zach)
(Havok)

[Chorus: JDot Breezy]
I call her my senorita, what that dope 'bout?
She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out
'Cause she love the way I treat her, f*ck her throat out
Keep your face down, b*tch, and watch your back get blowed out
Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout
Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out
Dress it up for me, classy b*tch, she keep her toes out

[Verse 1: JDot Breezy]
Uh, nasty b*tch, mhm, suck it while I drive
Want that cat, but I can't crash the whip 'cause I don't got nine lives
Suck it slow, this lil' b*tch got a grip, she lookin' in my еyes
I can't concentrate, shе say, "Don't look at me, n*gga, just drive"
Drac' with me, I got that cheddar cheese, I'm on I-95
Up with me, n*gga, know it's stuck with me, try to slide and you gon' die
Told my girl I'm gon' stop cheatin', but I really think I lied
'Cause this b*tch here just too freaky and I love the way she ride

[Chorus: JDot Breezy]
I call her my señorita, what that dope 'bout?
She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out
'Cause she love the way I treat her, f*ck her throat out
Keep your face down, b*tch, and watch your back get blowed out
Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout
Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out
Dress it up for me, classy b*tch, she keep her toes out (Whop, ayy)
[Verse 2: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Spanish b*tch, she call me papi, but we ain't no kin (Whop)
Just me and Dot when I walk in
Switcharoo that b*tch, ain't no cuffin'
She ain't talkin' 'bout f*ckin', she ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
If you ain't with it, that's the end of discussion
Don't love these b*tches, bruh, but Whop love to f*ck 'em
I ain't nutting in you, I'ma nut on your stomach
Ayy, light skin, she Puerto Rican (Light skin)
I just seen the tweets on her page, damn, she freaky (God damn)
The way she talkin', I might fly her out for the weekend
Know we havin' this sh*t, we don't care about what we spend, b*tch

[Chorus: JDot Breezy]
I call her my señorita, what that dope 'bout?
She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out
'Cause she love the way I treat her, f*ck her throat out
Keep your face down, b*tch, and watch your back get blowed out
Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout
Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out
Dress it up for me, classy b*tch, she keep her toes out