We Were Raised in a Toaster

Getting money how I’m post ta

I was raised in a toasta

Sharing rooms and bumping shouldas

Know some bitches that’ll fold ya

Heard them pigs the really know ya

Love my daughter love ta hold her

So much I can’t feed her soda

Where I’m from we don’t hang posters

Gotta get it I can show ya

Switch up quick now I don’t know ya

Trading stocks on Motorolas

Face card stuck like I play poker

Amg ain’t how I stole her

No sleep really how I know her

2 grams short damn now I owe her

Probably won’t do nothing for her

If I said I didn’t wantcha then I probably didn’t want cha

I was pulling out with hunnids

I was pulling up with thunda

I’m just tryna get money

Show me what down here is funny

When ya broke ain’t nothing sunny

Beat it down cause she a bunny

If Im down to beat odds then I’m down to eat the money

Fuck I look like spending nothing

If my daughter see and want it

I could save like 20 thou rather flip it to 300