TOTW
(Nokija)
Way too high, way to high
Damn i'm so disrespectful (No cap)
Yeah I'm going over hundred
The cops is out
So i gotta be careful(Uh huh)
Yeah i'm pourin' lean(Ok)
Shit got me stuck(Ok)
Pop me a perc(Ok)
Keeping me up
Yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(Ok)
They be wondering how it feels to be us
Yeah i'm at the top of the world(Top of the world)
Yeah i get to it(I get to it)
Yeah i'm at the top of the world (Woah)
I feel like a pimp with these whores(Woah)
Yeah we got these bands we countin' up (Woah)
Told me she leaving me that is her choice(Woah)
Aye these niggas be broke as the fuck(Woah)
They be cap on the gram
Talkin' bout they making noise(Woah)
She said i'm an asshole
Cause i only care about money
I only care about money
Yeah i'm at yo bitch house gettin' comfy
She said she can feel it
Feel it in her tummy
I'm fuckin' this bitch and she started running
Can't fuck with these niggas
Most these niggas undies
If she don't wanna fuck
Point me to your aunty
I pour up the lean slow
Ha i'm back on that act
I got me glock
It knock off ya hat
I got me a glock
And it knock off ya cap
And you mad at yo bitch doing dick in the trap
I'm not your lil friend, I'm not your lil pal
It ain't no good time unless we got pounds
And she pretty as fuck she got me aroused
Bitch i feel like the man with all of these bands
I got me a thot that bitch is a ten
When i'm out in the A, i ride out in a Benz
And we cookin' shit up
Grab them pots and them pans
Ha (Woah)
Ok(Woah)
Cmon (Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Ok(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Yeah(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Way too high, way to high
Damn i'm so disrespectful (No cap)
Yeah I'm going over hundred
The cops is out
So i gotta be careful(Uh huh)
Yeah i'm pourin' lean(Ok)
Shit got me stuck(Ok)
Pop me a perc(Ok)
Keeping me up
Yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(Ok)
They be wondering how it feels to be us
Yeah i'm at the top of the world(Top of the world)
Yeah i get to it(I get to it)
Yeah i'm at the top of the world (Woah)
I feel like a pimp with these whores(Woah)
Yeah we got these bands we countin' up (Woah)
Told me she leaving me that is her choice(Woah)
Aye these niggas be broke as the fuck(Woah)
They be cap on the gram
Talkin' bout they making noise(Woah)
Way too high, way to high
Damn i'm so disrespectful (No cap)
Yeah I'm going over hundred
The cops is out
So i gotta be careful(Uh huh)
Yeah i'm pourin' lean(Ok)
Shit got me stuck(Ok)
Pop me a perc(Ok)
Keeping me up
Yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(Ok)
They be wondering how it feels to be us
Yeah i'm at the top of the world(Top of the world)
Yeah i get to it(I get to it)
Yeah i'm at the top of the world (Woah)
I feel like a pimp with these whores(Woah)
Yeah we got these bands we countin' up (Woah)
Told me she leaving me that is her choice(Woah)
Aye these niggas be broke as the fuck(Woah)
They be cap on the gram
Talkin' bout they making noise(Woah)
She said i'm an asshole
Cause i only care about money
I only care about money
Yeah i'm at yo bitch house gettin' comfy
She said she can feel it
Feel it in her tummy
I'm fuckin' this bitch and she started running
Can't fuck with these niggas
Most these niggas undies
If she don't wanna fuck
Point me to your aunty
I pour up the lean slow
Ha i'm back on that act
I got me glock
It knock off ya hat
I got me a glock
And it knock off ya cap
And you mad at yo bitch doing dick in the trap
I'm not your lil friend, I'm not your lil pal
It ain't no good time unless we got pounds
And she pretty as fuck she got me aroused
Bitch i feel like the man with all of these bands
I got me a thot that bitch is a ten
When i'm out in the A, i ride out in a Benz
And we cookin' shit up
Grab them pots and them pans
Ha (Woah)
Ok(Woah)
Cmon (Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Ok(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Yeah(Woah)
Cmon(Woah)
Way too high, way to high
Damn i'm so disrespectful (No cap)
Yeah I'm going over hundred
The cops is out
So i gotta be careful(Uh huh)
Yeah i'm pourin' lean(Ok)
Shit got me stuck(Ok)
Pop me a perc(Ok)
Keeping me up
Yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(Ok)
They be wondering how it feels to be us
Yeah i'm at the top of the world(Top of the world)
Yeah i get to it(I get to it)
Yeah i'm at the top of the world (Woah)
I feel like a pimp with these whores(Woah)
Yeah we got these bands we countin' up (Woah)
Told me she leaving me that is her choice(Woah)
Aye these niggas be broke as the fuck(Woah)
They be cap on the gram
Talkin' bout they making noise(Woah)
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Writer(s): Davonyea Hudson, Davonyea Mixon-hudson
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