OFF THE TOP

Woah woah

Only plot on the moves that pay the dues
And pray for the better
Nigga whatever
Woah woah woah ugh

Straight off the top
These niggas be fake
And they fraudulent
A nigga like me I go hard for my shit
I'm stashin' some shit that's gon bop off the rip
Can't fuck with my hustle my shit is legit
Yeah yeah
Can't fuck with my hustle my shit is legit
Yeah yeah ugh

In the process of stacking this cheddar
Reachin my feets just to keep me together
Only smoking on pressure
I stash shit for my future endeavors
Only plot on the moves that pay the dues
And pray for the better
Whatever
You plan to do niggas
Maximum effort
Bring it back bout your message
Keep them checkers in check
Even though life is like chess
You think you can't reach
Boy you better stretch
Stay out the mess
Niggas ain't playing with them 4 decks
They swinging them bendz with them tecs
Your partner got wet up nigga what's next
All of my niggas be down for the stretch
Some of them foul they catching them tecs
Number 1 rule this Shit bout respect
Certain requirements must be met
You ain't the squad then you gotta
Don't step in our party thinkin' you narly
Pussy you must be retarded
I'm smoking on zookies smoking on runtz
You gon think that one of us farted
Oop time throw Rackz the blicky
Shoot at the head Nigga not the body
Hit that nigga with a finisher
He hit the worm just like Scotty too hotty
Get her in the bed ima finish her
Shoot up the club, yeah in the party
And I don't fuck with rats I'm still screaming
Free Bobby and Roddy
Fuck is you saying
Yeahh

Straight off the top
These niggas be fake
And they fraudulent
A nigga like me I go hard for my shit
I'm stashin' some shit that's gon bop off the rip
Can't fuck with my hustle my shit is legit
Yeah yeah
Can't fuck with my hustle my shit is legit
Yeah yeah

They say life comes east to those who's grindin
If you ask that shit to me, it's gon come in regardless
Smoking zookies, fuck your cookies
And the whole empire
I played hookie just to hit the block and set it on fire
Nowadays I'll get ya shit repo'd
Hit Rambo if you need you a load
Just hit racks time to get to them straps
Crazy cause he tryna get a mini Draco
Make her pop a pill swallow me when she roll
She don't need a pill to come suck a Nigga soul
King hit me tryna shoot a video
Well let's get it bussin in the 270
I'm the next thing coming out of this bitch fasho
Let's get this shit bro
Who this Nigga coming at me like he want smoke
That Nigga can't even roll
Send an Addie cause I'm ready to go
No he ain't a killer big bro
Pop dude if he ever try coming low on my dough
And that's on my pops fasho
Aye Aye
And that's on my pops fasho
Aye aye
Ha



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Writer(s): Los Billion, Rico
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