Top Shit (feat. Drippin' Sweatt)

Pull up, Pop shit (Yeah)
Roll up, smoke up, Top shit (Yeah)
No bitch. Yo vibe. Toxic (Yeah)
My ride. You can. Not sit (Yeah)
Top Shit

Pull up, Pop shit
Roll up, Smoke up

I'm lit (Wait)
Paid up. Gym time. Get ya weight up
Guaranteed a nigga never take a pay cut
Pay up. Mob shit (Spray)
Squashed it

Came up. Fabuloso, in the pot shit
Just to smell good in the house
Now a nigga burnin incense, in the cockpit
Wish a nigga would run his mouth

We could take it to the back streets, and we could rock shit
Remember I was sleepin the whip
Now I'm goin to the mall just to see if the watch fit (Now how bout that)

Nigga left home n I still came back
Showed the town love n they played my tracks
Boy I'm comin up n I ain't goin back
My moneys all in n my bets on black

I could turn nothin to somethin
Turn this whole shit to a function
I don't condone all the fuck shit
There is no room for discussions

We don't pay mind to assumptions
I just be mindin my business
I don't got time for the gimmicks
You cannot copy the ism

I'm more than a man with a vision
I'm more of a God-made decision
We do not vibe wit you bitches
But everyone vibe when I'm spittin

Pull up, Pop shit (Yeah)
Roll up, smoke up, Top shit (Yeah)
No bitch. Yo vibe. Toxic (Yeah)
My ride. You can. Not sit (Yeah)
Top Shit

Run that shit from the top
Or keep the tape rolling we gon wait for the breakdown
Talk yo shit what you thought
We were just posted up waiting for the takedown

Nothing you can say now
Drop two down for the payout
Didn't need a layout
No blue print
Had to shake it down

If you in the cut
You couldn't make it out
Trash like you gotta take it out
Top position open I've been staking out
Momma told me always take the harder route

Pushing myself going farther now
Ive been driving this far with the top down
Window rolled up with the smoke out
Sand on the beach with my toes out

Moving too fast cannot slow down
What's the 411 what's the lowdown
Heard you been talking in my hometown
Keep on running game it could go down

Hit You with the two piece bet you fold out
I Never caved in Never sold out
I keep bringing that heat when it's cold out

Pull up, Pop shit (Yeah)
Roll up, smoke up, Top shit (Yeah)
No bitch. Yo vibe. Toxic (Yeah)
My ride. You can. Not sit (Yeah)
Top Shit

Pull up, Pop shit (Yeah)
Roll up, smoke up, Top shit (Yeah)
No bitch. Yo vibe. Toxic (Yeah)
My ride. You can. Not sit (Yeah)
Top Shit