Top of the Bottom

Yeah Top of the Bottom nigga Jitt I Need it pronto and I ain't tryna
Tumble we came from the jungle slanging iron and lumber dead bodies
In the dumpster nigga mind yo business fuck a prison visit street
Nigga turned andy griffith we on now hoes gone bite like mosquitoes
Mistrial salute 2 gun vito meanwhile appeal got my lil nigga sweating
Bullets mind running like a cheetah couple weeks off papers now I'm
Back in the slammer slipped on a banana I swear I need my nana nana
Dirty fanta fanta I need answers bi loving my anaconda feel like we
Goin under hate standing up for your honor got to keep that iron
Like geritol keep it in the streets case unsolved one thing I hate
Is the bill of rights dirty laws bitch you know you ain't got no
Probable cause should of never been involved temptation like
David ruffin mobbin with some niggas that don't mean me nothing
Allergic to broke ass niggas that be always bluffing hit with 20
Niggas and got put out of huffman night school tire cruise shyne
A bitch the judge who he lied too now I'm making du wops why my
Niggas graduating cuz I ain't have enough credits my whole senior
Year I was fighting depression ankle monitor nigga making moves
Hard accepting micro managing a nigga every move but when it came
To the smoke I was clutching when I rode through 99 years on a bunk
Mission landed in the county at 15 no more school suspension
DA want Me To take a plea court appointed I need some Marijuana
This slop ass Food got me thinking about my mama macaroni melodies
Want celery Robbing the elderly no more felonies cuz ain't no catching
Me and Imma trap this bitch out praise my heavenly I'm just tryna look
Out for my family can't let you pussy ass niggas get ahead of me bitch
Fucked my partner so I'm gased up bitch went sour a diamond in the
Ruff that pussy have you so deep in the chaingang then they forget
About you still gotta maintain and I done snuck niggas I done bust
Niggas lil fast did a whole decade still a fuck nigger lol he be Tape
Recording niggas you a gopher rat then when a nigga bring up
Yo past you get mad when you was fucking ass nigga took a pound
From his daddy burglarized your own granny nigga wearing panties
Nigga really need to vanish dead man antics ain't no room on the
Atlas and bitch you know I'm good elaborate hoes keep on asking
Tell them hoes to add me cross me like a fraction I'm at the
Point of no return nigga had to learn nigga didn't answer when I
Need ya money on the green dot I had yo back nigga I was cheering
In the bleachers hard cold grim reaper test of time bitch nigga
I ain't goin dirty like a weasel built2last fuck nigga



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Writer(s): Timothy Daniels
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