TOP(bonus track)

Aye lil bro go spin they block
First nigga we catch
Gone be the first nigga that's gone lose his top
Gang they know we on top
And they be mad cuz they know we be fucking they thots
This glock a blessing
Send your ass to heaven
Smoking dead's no stressing
Bet he learned his lesson
In the trap we trapping we flip it and stack it
Make it disappear like magic
Made a couple bands off addicts

Go to the house and I add it
And they know if we slide it's static
Shooting these guns it's a habit
In these streets I adapted
I be on the road with my ratchet
You ain't gone shoot you just flash it
Try slide over here gone crash it
Bumping opps in the party start spazzing
New opps more guns
It's probably bodies on the old ones
We'll never tell what we done
A couple niggas got shot when we swung
And they know we coming back like a refund
Trying leave another stain on the corner
Let off twenty five shots that's a quarter
She was a dime so I fucked on his daughter
Living to fast need to slow up
A nigga look wrong it's gone go up
Cuz lil bro in the party with the pole tucked
And ion know y'all but they know us
They know we pop smoke when we roll up
When it go down somebody go up

Aye lil bro go spin they block
First nigga we catch
Gone be the first nigga that's gone lose his top
Gang they know we on top
And they be mad cuz they know we be fucking they thots
This glock a blessing
Send your ass to heaven
Smoking dead's no stressing
Bet he learned his lesson
In the trap we trapping we flip it and stack it
Make it disappear like magic
Made a couple bands off addict