This is a song about "Loving toby"

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Toby pretending to be g, drop that

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rest in peace in my loving memory

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

Watch as nothing becomes a big round something, imagine a lot of loving,

So she loving me, got a house up vagas,(where it ought

Watch with 30 rocks in it no peacock, a little nbc talk

My shit, i know u loving

Bun b, i’m underground king

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view