Lyrics TOAST - EST Gee

Never too soon (yeah, yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Never too soon (yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Never too soon (yeah, yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never too soon (yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah

Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'

250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke

Took you back for a 2021, like 20-somethin' guns
In the twenty, our guns from the shop
Wasn't no security or nothin', just me and my youngins'
We gon' kill' em if we run into an opp
Topping that mix, like work your wrist
Trap hard in the bricks, no cream of the crop

When I see a rock, codeine, red wock
When dude spoke on me, and he end up shot
When bruh switched, and he end up popped
I sat back and watched, I'ma take my spot
I can't be stopped, I'm locked in this spot
One whiff of this, and it's clearing up snot
Even back then, I was holdin' my chin
Knew I was gon' win, no way I'm not
Back when my momma got sick
Had to give up minus ten
Would've gave up my life to save her

I can't change it, I'ma gangsta
Gun slangin', cold caser
Waited patient, niggas ain't come
Tough, don't tell me, come with eight guns
Number one in the wake-up
When I spend some to make some
When my best friend was a H bum
Nobody made it where I came from

Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'

250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke

When I come through the city
Need a ticket for the show
'Bout the same thing I made for the smoke
Next day air, in the rain or the snow
I done buck 401
So I can buck for one more

Ask for more, and I'm telling 'em "no"
Look what they did when I didn't have hope
Right for the ball, went flat and my dawg
Turned back
If they ask why I'm cutting his throat

I gotta keep it close
Even when I'm at a show
Niggas shirt get soaked out here thinking I don't
Thought I felt turnt, then I upped my dose
Me, James, Baby, like five, ten hoes
Bring J home, bop down, not ghost
Then it's drop tie, rake us for the goat
Had to flip flop white black on the truck
Tell these lil' punks in the streets I'm Trump

Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'

250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
Yeah