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letra de toxic - aka the only one

[intro: james velour]
i’m nervous
scorpio

[verse 1: james velour]
trapping nonstop mama said that its a waste of time
i’m getting all guap, grilling anyone that’s outta line
n-ggas straight snitch, rather die before i drop a dime
you a straight b-tch cowards pop that sh-t then go and hide
i’m a savage, in a sea of monsters, i’ll arise
n-ggas stay fake, copy all my moves like mister mime
got a phone call from your b-tch, she ain’t sh-t, i decline
i been a k!ller off rhythm and, hop on these beats i need riddelin, (ha ha)

[verse 2: aka the only one]
hop on these beats know i’m k!lling them
i drop a track now they feeling him
i’m treating acid like m&ms
they see us out oh it’s them again
jv and ak the deadly alliance
gave me the passion i had to ignite it
gave me the beat know i had to come riding
my life is amazing my vibe is exciting
i been spectacular, ‘scuse my vernacular
my n-ggas acting up rappers attacking i’m casually snapping
back on the map and i’m taking steps with pt on my back
i’m taking in strides to continue the movement
these n-ggas don’t know revolution you
won’t ever see me losing
just got done smoking my dreams feeling lucid on god
[verse 3: james velour]
don’t be scared now sh-ts real
realer n-gga never need steel
if a hater trip i get his stamp sealed
bodies dropping live anvils
put my enemies in landfills all my n-ggas grind no handrails
been trill cause i am trill, been a jiggy n-gga since jheri curls
i knew life would be like this
ever since i iced my wrist
foreign b-tches and new whips
man i’m drowning in my drip
everything i got priceless
don’t trust myself when i’m gone off a trip
i’m heading places you don’t know exist ha
watch how i flex on a b-tch

[verse 4: aka the only one]
watch how i pull up and flex on a b-tch
i make these n-ggas look sick
feel like a jojo my stand on assist
up it i give him a lift
fingertips muddy cause i had to dig
god never handed me sh-t
pockets on giannis, a freak with the chips
duffle bag ripped it don’t even fit i been
running it up cause i had to, got bills that are past due
fat terry crew with the dance moves, i’m jugging right past you
and if i wanted the opinion of a b-tch, then id ask you
been on quarantine, cause it doesnt seem n-ggas using the bathrooms (oh god)

- aka the only one

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