Andrew Tate (#FreeTopG)
Feel like Andrew Tate, I'm Top G
Got all these enemies, bitch they trying to pop me
Shawty saying i'm the best, little hoe I agree
Hopping out the Gatti, talk about it till I leave like
Treat her like a dog, hoe roll over
Breaking down her walls, no bulldozer
Scam him out his life, insured owner
Cops on the road, don't pull over
Stop being a bitch bro, depression ain't real
Masked up at his crib, bitch you know it's shoot to kill
He's not on death row, but just ate his last meal
Pop up on the plug, eight large for the deal
Insta-kill his ass real quick like a reel
Yo bitch jugging my banana fast, no peel
She ask me it good, honestly it's not ideal
I could bag your friend, her grip has a better feel
Whipping round the foreign, have my big bro take the wheel
Whipping round the foreign, make them custom tires squeal
Facing pounds of Za, bro my lungs are made of steel
Electric in my blunt, bro this shit hit like an eel
Waiting for the drop, guess this is the reveal
Mating season, this hoe claps just like a seal
My game is so epic bro, not talking Unreal
Been in the game, bitch i'm balling like O'Neal
The definition of misogyny, encyclopedia?
Feel like Mr. Tate, how i'm banned from social media
Feel like Lydia from Breaking Bad, i'm sipping Stevia
Bro begging for crack, like what the fuck you needed bruh?
Fuck YouTube dawg, me and all my boys head to Rumble
Feening in the trap, yet another bag you fucking fumble
Copy my style, it's clear your whole life gonna fucking crumble
Copy my pack, bitch I pop your ass just like a bubble
Feel like Andrew Tate, I'm Top G
Got all these enemies, bitch they trying to pop me
Shawty saying i'm the best, little hoe I agree
Hopping out the Gatti, talk about it till I leave like
Treat her like a dog, hoe roll over
Breaking down her walls, no bulldozer
Scam him out his life, insured owner
Cops on the road, don't pull over
Feel like Andrew Tate the way I make these bitches need me
Human trafficking up on the charge, I beat it easy
Gucci and Armani on my suit, i'm looking sleazy
Step two of their plan, yeah they never gonna free me
Feel like Andrew Tate the way i'm breaking through the Matrix
Pop a gram of zen in the morning, this a day trip
Fucking with my shottas, big mistake, it's a great risk
Free Top G till it's backwards, I can't say shit
Nah, I can't say shit
Free Top G, I can't say shit
Aye
Cmon bro Free Andrew
He ain't do nothing wrong
Got all these enemies, bitch they trying to pop me
Shawty saying i'm the best, little hoe I agree
Hopping out the Gatti, talk about it till I leave like
Treat her like a dog, hoe roll over
Breaking down her walls, no bulldozer
Scam him out his life, insured owner
Cops on the road, don't pull over
Stop being a bitch bro, depression ain't real
Masked up at his crib, bitch you know it's shoot to kill
He's not on death row, but just ate his last meal
Pop up on the plug, eight large for the deal
Insta-kill his ass real quick like a reel
Yo bitch jugging my banana fast, no peel
She ask me it good, honestly it's not ideal
I could bag your friend, her grip has a better feel
Whipping round the foreign, have my big bro take the wheel
Whipping round the foreign, make them custom tires squeal
Facing pounds of Za, bro my lungs are made of steel
Electric in my blunt, bro this shit hit like an eel
Waiting for the drop, guess this is the reveal
Mating season, this hoe claps just like a seal
My game is so epic bro, not talking Unreal
Been in the game, bitch i'm balling like O'Neal
The definition of misogyny, encyclopedia?
Feel like Mr. Tate, how i'm banned from social media
Feel like Lydia from Breaking Bad, i'm sipping Stevia
Bro begging for crack, like what the fuck you needed bruh?
Fuck YouTube dawg, me and all my boys head to Rumble
Feening in the trap, yet another bag you fucking fumble
Copy my style, it's clear your whole life gonna fucking crumble
Copy my pack, bitch I pop your ass just like a bubble
Feel like Andrew Tate, I'm Top G
Got all these enemies, bitch they trying to pop me
Shawty saying i'm the best, little hoe I agree
Hopping out the Gatti, talk about it till I leave like
Treat her like a dog, hoe roll over
Breaking down her walls, no bulldozer
Scam him out his life, insured owner
Cops on the road, don't pull over
Feel like Andrew Tate the way I make these bitches need me
Human trafficking up on the charge, I beat it easy
Gucci and Armani on my suit, i'm looking sleazy
Step two of their plan, yeah they never gonna free me
Feel like Andrew Tate the way i'm breaking through the Matrix
Pop a gram of zen in the morning, this a day trip
Fucking with my shottas, big mistake, it's a great risk
Free Top G till it's backwards, I can't say shit
Nah, I can't say shit
Free Top G, I can't say shit
Aye
Cmon bro Free Andrew
He ain't do nothing wrong
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