I JUST TOTE MY ft. Monk Vision Entertainment Lyrics

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

Demon time I creep up out that bush with ah new fn

I'm rockin Dior Dior but my bitch is rockin Vetements

She suck it suck it suck it eat it up just like it's vitamins

I beat it beat it beat it beat it up until i'm done with it

I just keep ah stick

I just keep ah blick

I'm drippin in Margiela any weather cuz i'm fuckin rich

I'm in that car with leather and umbrella's boy I love that whip

I got ah new Beretta call it Jackie cuz it love to kick

I be talkin bout

Hey what you talkin bout

Hey

You move behind my back you prayin I wont find out

Hey

My brother told me stay down till i'm bout to ball out

Hey

My brothers do damn solid we won't have a fall out

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

I be toting my blicky when I walk around don't give no fucks

Nigga see me and he got ah problem bitch it's goin up

Watch yo tone when I step in this bitch talkin out yo lip will get you hit

I feel like Brady when I up the hip that mean i'm dodgin shit

Before you make ah move better be the right one

These niggas talkin offers round here we do the money dance

These rappers really bitches walkin round they swear they on sum

Meanwhile that plaque up on the wall it's screamin that we runnin sum these niggas frontin

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my uhhh

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

I just tote my blick

Yah yah

Had to relax i'm coming right back

I'm beatin her back she seein this cash

Yah

Watchin the Audi go past

Yah

Swerve off the perc I might crash

Yah

You rockin the shit you wore last year

Vil in f30 go fast huh

Holdin my 30 not cash huh

Feelin like Herb when I step in these fazos

I need the cheese ain't talkin bout queso

I need that cheese now juju ah rat

Not talkin shit i'm just statin the facts

Niggas be talkin about runnin it back

Juju not hidin and you know where i'm at

Knock at yo door when i'm keepin that gat

Put ah bag on yo head like you wearin ah hat

Tell me I didn't but I did It like that

I beat the pussy she bring it right back

Clap clap clap I flew out to LA she love when I count up them racks

I'm toppin the pack

I'm toppin the pole

These niggas want problems come on lets smoke em

Ultraviolet these niggas be foldin

Ultraviolet these niggas be chokin

Vil