Huh, baow, baow
This Top, man
What you on, son?
How you wan' do it?
Huh
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
Huh, huh, bow, bitch
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
Huh, huh, bow, nigga
This Top
Havin' this shit, nigga better get with it
We puttin' killings up in the city
Inside of a jet, be holdin' a fifty
On the back of the Glock, put a box and we get it
We don't fuck with these rappers, we takin' they pendant
Play and we strippin' the bitch up in public
We thuggin' and love it
As soon as we come in this bitch we'll rob this motherfucker (Rlrrd, bah, bah, bah)
I got my iron, I ain't worried about nothin'
You cross that line, bitch, you in trouble
You do some, I buss at you
I ain't tryna discuss it, I ain't with that fussin'
You can do what you do, I'm with my cousin
I know you been heard of Skully
Hold on, mhm
Fuck that boy then I walk down on him, then I, mhm
I'ma pin him to the pavement with this cutter, pussy, mhm
Head tap, mhm
I did that
We'll whoop a nigga ass and they know we'll push your wig back
Four in the car and they screamin' out 5
Tryna start up a war and they standin' up on it
Cockin' the Drac' and I jump out the war, and I'm hittin' this bitch when I'm walkin' up on 'em
Ready to flame this bitch between your eyes when I walk up on you
Phone your nigga and take your life...
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