Top Down

I'm just riding with the top down
Bad bitch wanna fuck I said not now
I'm a rockstar so I love to rock out
Talk slick that the shit that get you stomped out

Underground, coppin pounds when I'm outta town
Bout my bidnezz, You ain't with yous a fuckin clown
They don't understand me so I gotta dumb it down
Getting money every time you see running round
You a child, I'm a hound

Street certified
Ain't a Nigga that's alive who can say I'm lying
Like 50 get rich or ima die trying
My yung nigga gettin chips when not wilding

A hundred thousand to the ceiling I'ma stockpile it
Fly as fuck in the building I'm a top pilot
Best response is no response gotta talk silent
.40 on me for the probs ima stop sign him
Hella fires in the car shit yeah we hot sliding

Stoop to me spill his brains on his Gucci sneaks
Who is he two-two threes with the foolery
On flight shine bright like my jewelry
I ain't do you foul for nothing but you knew the reason

Pour a fifth love to sip I dont babysit
Taking trips life's a bitch it gets dangerous
Reminisce on all the days I used to pray for this
Try to contemplate on life but it ain't making sense

Chin up chest out gotta walk proud
All them Ls I overcame I done lost count
Real nigga from the jump said I got bounce hop in then I hop out

I'm just riding with the top down
Bad bitch wanna fuck I said not now
I'm a rockstar so I love to rock out
Talk slick that the shit that get you stomped out

Underground, coppin pounds when I'm outta town
Bout my bidnezz, You ain't with you a fuckin clown
They don't understand me so I gotta dumb it down
Getting money every time you see running round
You a child, I'm a hound



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Gomez
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