Top Again (feat. Saba)
Cellophane on my baby tux
Wanted to keep shit clean
Tryna keep the other mommies in the dust, ayy, ayy, ayy
Clinks on the patio, mistress on my daddio (mistress on my daddio)
Hell came down and the traitors all ran to the front
'Cause it's rainin', your favorite, grass is green
I might just Kurt Cobain it, just face it
Shameless, complacent, new precipitation
But you waste it, just waiting
I was dancing all this time
Dancing on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like mordekai
Dancing all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
Gabbana pants sag in the mosh pit
Belt pristine, got a new Christine on ya block (ayy, ayy)
And I'm down like shimmy, shimmy, ya
You invited all your doggies
Now we standin' in the little pet shop
'Cause it's rainin', your favorite
Honey yuzu fragrance, but you waste it
Complaining
I was dancin' all this time
Dancin' on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like Mordekai
Dancin' all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
(It's the, it's the)
The multi-faceted facet, drip like a janitor, clean up (clean)
We keep it hazardous, after all, we're destined to leave here (leave)
We in the street like parade marches, we lost all our feelings
I'm on the front with a fire, darling
Just talkin' how the cash is green, goblin, gwabba-loo
Virgin Mary, Guadalupe, you are not invited 'cause you off the loop
Soon, time is everything, well I got a fume (I got a fume)
Ah shit, if we gotta go, we gotta go
Okay, I find peace in the chaos
We don't leave at daytime, Armageddon breakdown
We don't ever take sides, treat it like it's stateline
Present though you may find, let's dance until we die, yeah
I was dancin' all this time
Dancin' on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like Mordekai
Dancin' all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
'Til I'm on top again, top again
'Til I'm on top
Wanted to keep shit clean
Tryna keep the other mommies in the dust, ayy, ayy, ayy
Clinks on the patio, mistress on my daddio (mistress on my daddio)
Hell came down and the traitors all ran to the front
'Cause it's rainin', your favorite, grass is green
I might just Kurt Cobain it, just face it
Shameless, complacent, new precipitation
But you waste it, just waiting
I was dancing all this time
Dancing on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like mordekai
Dancing all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
Gabbana pants sag in the mosh pit
Belt pristine, got a new Christine on ya block (ayy, ayy)
And I'm down like shimmy, shimmy, ya
You invited all your doggies
Now we standin' in the little pet shop
'Cause it's rainin', your favorite
Honey yuzu fragrance, but you waste it
Complaining
I was dancin' all this time
Dancin' on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like Mordekai
Dancin' all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
(It's the, it's the)
The multi-faceted facet, drip like a janitor, clean up (clean)
We keep it hazardous, after all, we're destined to leave here (leave)
We in the street like parade marches, we lost all our feelings
I'm on the front with a fire, darling
Just talkin' how the cash is green, goblin, gwabba-loo
Virgin Mary, Guadalupe, you are not invited 'cause you off the loop
Soon, time is everything, well I got a fume (I got a fume)
Ah shit, if we gotta go, we gotta go
Okay, I find peace in the chaos
We don't leave at daytime, Armageddon breakdown
We don't ever take sides, treat it like it's stateline
Present though you may find, let's dance until we die, yeah
I was dancin' all this time
Dancin' on this mic
Don't call the night
Loud like Mordekai
Dancin' all this time
Dance 'til the pretty die
Don't come inside
'Til I'm on top again
'Til I'm on top again, top again
'Til I'm on top
Credits
Writer(s): Gianna Salvato, Enmanuel Mendez, Audrey Chu, Samuel Jacob Vespone, Anwar Sawyer, Tahj Malik Chandler
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