At the Top
I don't know you how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I got some bad habits I got to face
Shorty in love for her rolling soufflé
I gave it my all, I don't care what it takes
Wherever I go, got to keep me that flame
I be ready to blaze, I be ready to blaze
Wherever I go, got to keep me that flame
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I'ma keep winning and no one can stop it
(I'ma keep winning and no one can stop it)
We don't don't no withdraws we be dropping deposits
(We don't don't no withdraws we be dropping deposits)
I don't look at the price if I want it, I got it
(I don't look at the price if I want it, I got it)
We be rollin' souffle, we be smokin' exotic
We smokein' souffle, exotic
We just flew from New York to the tropics
Thought I told you baby, I got options
So don't ask me who be in my comments
So don't ask me who this and who that
Im too focused to dwell on the past
I can't stop till Lil bro got them racks
Not a dollar, I haven't made back
I'm drippin' designer, that Louis V. Prada
She ain't fuckin' with you unless you got dollars
I'm Smokin' souffle by the pound like a Rasta
If you reach from my chain and I swear we gon drop ya
We all about respect, loyalty like the mafia
We all about respect, loyalty like the mafia
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I got some bad habits that's I gotta face
Shorty in love for her rolling soufflé
I gave it my all, I don't care what it takes
Wherever I go, gotta keep me that flame
I be ready to blame, I be ready to blame
Wherever I go, gotta keep me that flame
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I got some bad habits I got to face
Shorty in love for her rolling soufflé
I gave it my all, I don't care what it takes
Wherever I go, got to keep me that flame
I be ready to blaze, I be ready to blaze
Wherever I go, got to keep me that flame
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I'ma keep winning and no one can stop it
(I'ma keep winning and no one can stop it)
We don't don't no withdraws we be dropping deposits
(We don't don't no withdraws we be dropping deposits)
I don't look at the price if I want it, I got it
(I don't look at the price if I want it, I got it)
We be rollin' souffle, we be smokin' exotic
We smokein' souffle, exotic
We just flew from New York to the tropics
Thought I told you baby, I got options
So don't ask me who be in my comments
So don't ask me who this and who that
Im too focused to dwell on the past
I can't stop till Lil bro got them racks
Not a dollar, I haven't made back
I'm drippin' designer, that Louis V. Prada
She ain't fuckin' with you unless you got dollars
I'm Smokin' souffle by the pound like a Rasta
If you reach from my chain and I swear we gon drop ya
We all about respect, loyalty like the mafia
We all about respect, loyalty like the mafia
I don't know you, how you claim you my opp
Better lay low, when we sending them shots
It's hard to look down when you stand at the top
Designer clothes on me from head to the socks
She linking with me
And she came with her friends
And I'll do it again, everything I do becoming a trend
Keep it Trill to the end
I got some bad habits that's I gotta face
Shorty in love for her rolling soufflé
I gave it my all, I don't care what it takes
Wherever I go, gotta keep me that flame
I be ready to blame, I be ready to blame
Wherever I go, gotta keep me that flame
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Guzman
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