Toxic by Margiela Myers Lyrics
(Verse)
Repeatedly, I was the truth
They ain't believe in me
Narcissistic ways, had my ex bitches leavin' me
Now I got 100k, hanging like a Jesus piece
They wanna call back, fall back
You can't eat with me
Can't even have a seat with me, not up in my Porche
Tried to claim you as my wife - HA! Nah, that's divorce
I stay motivated, always gotta find a resource
And if you touch mine, they will not be finding your corpse
Listen!
How many hits?
How many users turn to fans?
Cause I get 'em high like 80 stories, "Peter Pan"
In the kitchen this ain't flour, when the powder hit the fan
Who that knocking at the door?
How you "G" but need a gram?
I had drip, since Nexopia
Drugs in the can, who don't wanna see me up
Up's how I ran
Why they call me Myers, if I told you I'd get banned
BAPE hoodie not the type you have
This stitch came from JAPAN
(Outro)
I been crossed
So I tied my laces up
Grinding like a skater - uh
I been getting so much money
Now I'm counting paper cuts
All the broads, chasing us
Foreign cars, the type of whips 100 large ain't enough
I been stabbed in the back
All these scars ain't enough
Baby I'm "Toxic" so you know your love ain't enough
On my own, I ran it up, don't need no help
Made man, he gon' get it by himself
Repeatedly, I was the truth
They ain't believe in me
Narcissistic ways, had my ex bitches leavin' me
Now I got 100k, hanging like a Jesus piece
They wanna call back, fall back
You can't eat with me
Can't even have a seat with me, not up in my Porche
Tried to claim you as my wife - HA! Nah, that's divorce
I stay motivated, always gotta find a resource
And if you touch mine, they will not be finding your corpse
Listen!
How many hits?
How many users turn to fans?
Cause I get 'em high like 80 stories, "Peter Pan"
In the kitchen this ain't flour, when the powder hit the fan
Who that knocking at the door?
How you "G" but need a gram?
I had drip, since Nexopia
Drugs in the can, who don't wanna see me up
Up's how I ran
Why they call me Myers, if I told you I'd get banned
BAPE hoodie not the type you have
This stitch came from JAPAN
(Outro)
I been crossed
So I tied my laces up
Grinding like a skater - uh
I been getting so much money
Now I'm counting paper cuts
All the broads, chasing us
Foreign cars, the type of whips 100 large ain't enough
I been stabbed in the back
All these scars ain't enough
Baby I'm "Toxic" so you know your love ain't enough
On my own, I ran it up, don't need no help
Made man, he gon' get it by himself