Louie Ray
Ten Toes

[Intro]
(Kyle Money made this beat)
(Cam, you bumped this ho)

[Chorus: Lil Migo]
Still in the game, ten toes in it
Truck hit the road, puttin' loads in it
My hoes come with gates, got me puttin' codes in it
Get booked in your city, I do shows in it
Don't live in a house, I put 'bows in it
Can't rock me no Gucci, I put holes in it
My car losin' traction, I put molds in it
From trappin' and rappin', I got goals in it

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
Bitch went and got her ass done, but I ain't like it, ayy, the ass was swole
Grindin', I'm trappin' out public homes, run every day, n***a, I beat up the road
Ayy, n***a walked up, then n***a got shot in his head because he was gettin' too close
Ayy, only got time for just fuckin' thesе bitches right now, I ain't gettin' too close

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
I'm taxin' thе price up, not allergic to weed, but my eyes shut
Seven, eleven, seven, eleven, eleven, eleven, the dice stuck
I'm gettin' shit wiped up, you got a lot to say when it be typed up
Can't respond to it, if I respond to it, he gon' die, got this shit hyped up
Used to cook it in a nice cookie, she ain't got no hair, that's a nice pussy
Wet, gushy, she ain't just sex to me, might move the bitch next to me
On your break, bring neck to me, if you've been official, bring check to me
Bring some bread to me, something dead to me, what was said to me, with that lead to me
[Verse 3: Lil Migo]
Fuck all that talking, get stepped on, lay on they block in the bushes, get crept on
I wake 'em up for the days I was slept on, no man on man, two on one, get your help on
Ballin' on n***as, I shoot with the left arm, I'm havin' thirty like my ame was Stephen
Can't let the Perkies and drank get the best of him, whackin' the rapper and killin' the rest of 'em

[Chorus: Lil Migo]
Still in the game, ten toes in it
Truck hit the road, puttin' loads in it
My hoes come with gates, got me puttin' codes in it
Get booked in your city, I do shows in it
Don't live in a house, I put 'bows in it
Can't rock me no Gucci, I put holes in it
My car losin' traction, I put molds in it
From trappin' and rappin', I got goals in it
Still in the game, ten toes in it
Truck hit the road, puttin' loads in it
My hoes come with gates, got me puttin' codes in it
Get booked in your city, I do shows in it
Don't live in a house, I put 'bows in it
Can't rock me no Gucci, I put holes in it
My car losin' traction, I put molds in it
From trappin' and rappin', I got goals in it