10 Toes

I can turn a thought into bread

Im like MJ in his prime dunken on these bitches heads

When I walk into the room yall better show me some respect

Cuz Westphal is the name mutha fuckas won’t forget

Bitch I got 10 toes in the mutha fuckin game

Ya im poppin out the gutter all the to the bank

Got the blue print in my hands ya I’m fuckin up the town

hold it down for the West got the city goin wild

Pockets full, neck froze, got that bankroll flow

I ain’t takin bout a check unless it’s six figure tho

I don’t need no validation im just here to let it show

Special beam on my cannon like im fuckin piccolo

I’m all about the benjis don’t got timedistractions

Made a milli in my sleep, bitch I got the full package

Pop a bottle, toast to wins, watch the money rollin in

I’m the king on the beat but master with the lens

Every single step I take, it’s fate, had to grind for the cake it’s fuckin self made

No gimmicks, no limits, I just keep winning,

gotta stick to the mission never worry bout hate

You don’t wanna fuck with me that shit is so exhausting

Money running up I fuck it up cuz

Bitch I got 10 toes in the mutha fuckin game

Ya im poppin out the gutter all the to the bank

Got the blue print in my hands ya I’m fuckin up the town

Hold it down for the west got the city goin wild

Bitch I turn up for the squad in the 714

Ya I’m shutting shit down like the feds at yo door

You on secondary shit I’m on my legendary shit

You a chapter in this bitch and I’m the whole dam script

It’s that skinny white boy like eight mile

I keep a bad bitch with her face down

The haters watch me like a stakeout

I’m Paid to be the boss like James brown

Runnin up digits

I handle my business

My pockets so fat I sank

Sooo pull up on me, that’s first degree, imma run yo shit Tom Hank’s

Bitchhh fuck around and find out

We gon knock yo lights out

These other rappers washed out

We at the bank we cash out