Hit The Top
Live, nigga, ayy
For sure, nigga, ayy
Let's go, ay
Yeah, nigga, bitch, I need a 10
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
Sit back let that Za kick in
He done brought that kill switch in
That boy not up he just pretend
Don't try the gang I would not recommend
Boy, don't try that, no, that shit not safe
Uh, get bands we don't play
Uh, took his bitch today
Nah, no that bitch can't stay
Yeah, know she gotta go
Yeah, know we got that dough
We pull tinted and we hittin' the road
Exotic in my blunt that's all that we roll
Yeah, nigga that's fasho'
Took off now we kick the door
We gon get up get the bag ain't chasing no hoe
Gotta keep it real, I cannot switch on the bros
Gotta keep it real, nigga
I can't switch up on my team
Every time we on the scene bro got blick tucked in his jeans
Know my bitch bad and she mean
Nigga, we gon' get that green
I got a big bag, fuck you mean
My niggas get that what you need
Ain't 'bout that bag boy get from 'round
Ay, hold on, wait, boy, what's that sound?
"Frrrah"
Lil' bitch get down
Was at the bottom with the ground
Nigga now look at us now
Yeah, now we at Rolling Loud
Zaza got me in the clouds
We at the top know mama proud
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
Yeah nigga, we gon hit the top
You know we on the way
Cartier, that's on my face
30 inch, that's on her lace
Yeah, nigga
Wake up and I tie my shoes get on the chase
Jump on the mic and gas it ain't no brakes
I made her leave ain't even need no rake
Yeah, nigga what we on I hit up bro like "What's the word?"
We bending curbs, we pull up matte black kitty cat, you hear it purr
Yeah nigga, we gon' run them bands up you know that's for sure
Nigga, he ain't tryna drop them bands he geeked out he a nerd
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
For sure, nigga, ayy
Let's go, ay
Yeah, nigga, bitch, I need a 10
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
Sit back let that Za kick in
He done brought that kill switch in
That boy not up he just pretend
Don't try the gang I would not recommend
Boy, don't try that, no, that shit not safe
Uh, get bands we don't play
Uh, took his bitch today
Nah, no that bitch can't stay
Yeah, know she gotta go
Yeah, know we got that dough
We pull tinted and we hittin' the road
Exotic in my blunt that's all that we roll
Yeah, nigga that's fasho'
Took off now we kick the door
We gon get up get the bag ain't chasing no hoe
Gotta keep it real, I cannot switch on the bros
Gotta keep it real, nigga
I can't switch up on my team
Every time we on the scene bro got blick tucked in his jeans
Know my bitch bad and she mean
Nigga, we gon' get that green
I got a big bag, fuck you mean
My niggas get that what you need
Ain't 'bout that bag boy get from 'round
Ay, hold on, wait, boy, what's that sound?
"Frrrah"
Lil' bitch get down
Was at the bottom with the ground
Nigga now look at us now
Yeah, now we at Rolling Loud
Zaza got me in the clouds
We at the top know mama proud
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
Yeah nigga, we gon hit the top
You know we on the way
Cartier, that's on my face
30 inch, that's on her lace
Yeah, nigga
Wake up and I tie my shoes get on the chase
Jump on the mic and gas it ain't no brakes
I made her leave ain't even need no rake
Yeah, nigga what we on I hit up bro like "What's the word?"
We bending curbs, we pull up matte black kitty cat, you hear it purr
Yeah nigga, we gon' run them bands up you know that's for sure
Nigga, he ain't tryna drop them bands he geeked out he a nerd
They say, "What you need for a show?"
Bitch, I need a 10
Yeah, bitch, I need them bands
Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, we don't do no playin'
I done ran it up again
I'm like fuck it hit that lil' bitch friend
Hit the top know that's our plan
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