This is a song about "Toys"

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Fuck toys that disrespect,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

On toys for my baby princess

Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I don't care when i was a little boy my toys were bombs knives and bitch i even

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

500 at the villa ain't no problem

And the toys you bring, i do see 'em

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Play them like they're my pity toys