Truth Be Told (Explicit) - Toosii

Lyrics by：Naujour Grainger/Edgar Bustos/Joel Ruiz

Composed by：Naujour Grainger/Edgar Bustos/Joel Ruiz

Oh oh oh ayy yo Nashi you go crazy

Lord knows I want that Audemar but I ain't rich yet

Truth be told I hit your ho won't get your ***** back

I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber still'll get checked

Them diamonds bustin' out that Rolex got my wrist wet

New ***** all on my line told her

She'll be fine ain't give her d**k yet

Told 'em I'ma pop out I got options I ain't pick yet

Heard what they said I'ma get

'Em dead but they ain't blitz yet

We gon' slide first put 'em in that

Hearse we don't do get-backs yeah

Said I don't eat good but I ain't

Sick yet I need a big check

And when I pop out with my new

***** that's a big flex

Said I wouldn't be big but ****

I did that got a new crib did that

Got a new car did that two times

So I can't sit back

And I'll be d**ned a n***a blam me

And I ain't seen my kids' kids yet

She wanna lay up I told her I don't do kickbacks

They ask me do I party I said Hardly n***a

I'm ****ed up in the head so

I don't party with 'em

Don't be tryna let 'em know

I'm thug but I'm mean muggin' ****

Wish I knew Tydre before that party got my brother hit

Fast money wish my sister

Wasn't in love in with that

When I found out Nae wasn't my cousin

Made her love the dick

Lord knows I want that Audemar but

I ain't rich yet

Truth be told I hit your ho won't get your ***** back

I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber still'll get checked

Them diamonds bustin' out that Rolex got my wrist wet

New ***** all on my line told her

She'll be fine ain't give her dick yet

Told 'em I'ma pop out I got options

I ain't pick yet

Heard what they said I'ma get 'em dead

But they ain't blitz yet

We gon' slide first put 'em in that hearse

We don't do get-backs yeah

I feel like karma gon' come get me 'cause I'm haunted

****ed a stripper ***** from Onyx

And I feel like I love that ho

Gang hit a lick for six thought he was ballin'

Like he scored he got to tauntin'

Now he dead and I love my bro yeah

Gotta keep that nina by my waistline yeah

Want that Piguet so I don't waste time

If I hit his head we gon' call it FaceTime

Me and my ***** gotta think alike

Like we got great minds

**** I heard it through the grapevine

He got eight but he might take five

I don't wear no cape but I'ma save y'all

Got family so I'ma make mine

Even if it's dark clouds in the daytime oh oh oh

You always find a way to make my day shine

Lord knows I want that Audemar but

I ain't rich yet

Truth be told I hit your ho

Won't get your ***** back

I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber

Still'll get checked

Them diamonds bustin' out that

Rolex got my wrist wet

New ***** all on my line told her

She'll be fine ain't give her dick yet

Told lil' mama pop out I got options

I ain't pick yet

Heard what they said I'ma get 'em dead

But they ain't blitz yet

We gon' slide first put 'em in that hearse

We don't do get-backs yeah