Top
We the fuckin' top (Yeah)
I be gettin' all the green, how the fuck I'll ever stop? (How I stop?)
I be gettin' all these bitches, but I won't ever fuck a bop (I won't fuck a bop)
I be gettin' all these questions soundin' like a cop (On God)
Sneaky link catchin' feelings, that shit real appealin' (Real appealin')
I won't ever cuff a ho 'til we stack it, ceiling (To the ceiling)
Shawty know I'm damaged, talkin' 'bout she can fuckin' heal it (She can heal it)
I know when the jakes roll in, she gon' fuckin' squeal (She gon' squeal)
Fuck a intro, fuck a verse, I'm just talkin' shit (I'm just talkin' shit)
Got your bitch in my whip like a prostitute (Like a-)
She like when I cop her clothes that you couldn't do (That you couldn't do)
Fuck her then I dip when she catch an attitude
Fuck her pussy up, that shit pink like Majin Boo (Just like Majin Boo)
Got a chinese bitch, that be teachin' Kung-Fu (Kung-Fu)
I be fuckin' bitches that you wouldn't even knew (Nah)
Bust a nut, now her ultra showin' fuckin' Mew (Damn)
Uh, yeah, that shit showin' Mew (Showin' Mew)
When she act up she gon' see a couple few (She a couple few)
She gon' do what servey says like it's Family Fued
I won't ever give a ho any fuckin' jewels (Any jewels)
We the fuckin' top (Yeah)
I be gettin' all the green, how the fuck I'll ever stop? (How I stop?)
I be gettin' all these bitches, but I won't ever fuck a bop
I be gettin' all these questions soundin' like a cop (Like a cop)
Sneaky link catchin' feelings, that shit real appealin' (Real appealin')
I won't ever cuff a ho 'til we stack it, ceiling (To the ceiling)
Shawty know I'm damaged, talkin' 'bout she can fuckin' heal it (She can heal it)
I know when the jakes roll in, she gon' fuckin' squeal (On God)
Fuck a intro, fuck a verse, I'm just talkin' shit (I'm just talkin' shit)
Got your bitch in my whip like a prostitute (Like a prostitute)
She like when I cop her clothes that you couldn't do (That you couldn't do)
Fuck her then I dip when she catch an attitude (Catch an attitude)
Back flippin' on the track like Luh Tyler
Niggas say I'm like a fuckin dragon, up the fire (Grrah, grrah)
Money flowin' every day, I ain't tired
Lookin' at yo' dumbass fit, you got a wire (What)
I done shitted on the beat, need a new pamper
Introduced her to some white lines, I ain't talkin' stanzas (Yeah)
Got a triple stryocup, I mix it with the orange Fanta (Uh)
White plug caught a new play up in New Hampshire
Sike, bitch, it was Maine
Niggas on my dick be tryna play me, but this ain't a game (Yeah)
I know bro a junkie, he got a white tee with a purple stain
I got gold up on my neck, the color look like lemonade (Gold)
BBs on my face, B stand for elegance
Pockets fat as shit, it's filled with green like a veteran (Uh)
Listened to your track, I'm not impressed, bitch, I'm better than
If your music needed in the court, I'd hide the evidence
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' two
Pull up on your ho like Kawhi Leonard, baby, what it do?
Me and Zar spazzin' on the track makin' revenue
Posted on the block with crashouts on the avenue
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' top
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' top
Ayy, we the fuckin' two
Grrah, we the fuckin' two
I be gettin' all the green, how the fuck I'll ever stop? (How I stop?)
I be gettin' all these bitches, but I won't ever fuck a bop (I won't fuck a bop)
I be gettin' all these questions soundin' like a cop (On God)
Sneaky link catchin' feelings, that shit real appealin' (Real appealin')
I won't ever cuff a ho 'til we stack it, ceiling (To the ceiling)
Shawty know I'm damaged, talkin' 'bout she can fuckin' heal it (She can heal it)
I know when the jakes roll in, she gon' fuckin' squeal (She gon' squeal)
Fuck a intro, fuck a verse, I'm just talkin' shit (I'm just talkin' shit)
Got your bitch in my whip like a prostitute (Like a-)
She like when I cop her clothes that you couldn't do (That you couldn't do)
Fuck her then I dip when she catch an attitude
Fuck her pussy up, that shit pink like Majin Boo (Just like Majin Boo)
Got a chinese bitch, that be teachin' Kung-Fu (Kung-Fu)
I be fuckin' bitches that you wouldn't even knew (Nah)
Bust a nut, now her ultra showin' fuckin' Mew (Damn)
Uh, yeah, that shit showin' Mew (Showin' Mew)
When she act up she gon' see a couple few (She a couple few)
She gon' do what servey says like it's Family Fued
I won't ever give a ho any fuckin' jewels (Any jewels)
We the fuckin' top (Yeah)
I be gettin' all the green, how the fuck I'll ever stop? (How I stop?)
I be gettin' all these bitches, but I won't ever fuck a bop
I be gettin' all these questions soundin' like a cop (Like a cop)
Sneaky link catchin' feelings, that shit real appealin' (Real appealin')
I won't ever cuff a ho 'til we stack it, ceiling (To the ceiling)
Shawty know I'm damaged, talkin' 'bout she can fuckin' heal it (She can heal it)
I know when the jakes roll in, she gon' fuckin' squeal (On God)
Fuck a intro, fuck a verse, I'm just talkin' shit (I'm just talkin' shit)
Got your bitch in my whip like a prostitute (Like a prostitute)
She like when I cop her clothes that you couldn't do (That you couldn't do)
Fuck her then I dip when she catch an attitude (Catch an attitude)
Back flippin' on the track like Luh Tyler
Niggas say I'm like a fuckin dragon, up the fire (Grrah, grrah)
Money flowin' every day, I ain't tired
Lookin' at yo' dumbass fit, you got a wire (What)
I done shitted on the beat, need a new pamper
Introduced her to some white lines, I ain't talkin' stanzas (Yeah)
Got a triple stryocup, I mix it with the orange Fanta (Uh)
White plug caught a new play up in New Hampshire
Sike, bitch, it was Maine
Niggas on my dick be tryna play me, but this ain't a game (Yeah)
I know bro a junkie, he got a white tee with a purple stain
I got gold up on my neck, the color look like lemonade (Gold)
BBs on my face, B stand for elegance
Pockets fat as shit, it's filled with green like a veteran (Uh)
Listened to your track, I'm not impressed, bitch, I'm better than
If your music needed in the court, I'd hide the evidence
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' two
Pull up on your ho like Kawhi Leonard, baby, what it do?
Me and Zar spazzin' on the track makin' revenue
Posted on the block with crashouts on the avenue
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' top
Bitch, uh, we the fuckin' top
Ayy, we the fuckin' two
Grrah, we the fuckin' two
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Writer(s): Sazar Ramos
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