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Top Uh It (Explicit) - Lil Baby
Lyrics by:Dominique Jones/Luke Parkening/Matthew Robinson/Elijah Crawford/Evan Huang
Composed by:Dominique Jones/Luke Parkening/Matthew Robinson/Elijah Crawford/Evan Huang
Produced by:Parko/Mattazik Muzik/EJ Macc/K6WYA
Okay okay on me yeah
Okay the middle of me
Hehe
Let me call my shit one time
How you mad at me for doin' the same shit you hypocritical bitch?
Caught weed and guns ain't get no bun it just make me sick
I took mine to the chin nigga you a sucker you ain't need to take your lick
Bro them already know wherever they see them boys they take their shit
I'm the one she get revenge with I'm Mr. Take Your Bitch
I'm 99 overall lil' nigga I hardly ever miss
Heard you goin' broke tryna stay lit you can't keep up with me
I'll be rich till 2099 you better tuck your cheese
I never said"Fuck the streets" one foot out and one foot deep
Stand on this shit till I'm in the ground I know who down for me
My young crew ain't make it to finish school they sold the pounds with me
None of them bitches ain't worth a nut I ain't I ever squeeze
I'm from that side of town where they play it crazy try to late
Boys in the hood it's time to slide them niggas turn the train
Yo let me out
Not only did I put food on the table I even fixed the plate
I gon' get a job cuttin' down trees 'fore I run out of pay
I get pounds to doorstep in this state and only take a date
Set up come from middle of the mile these niggas jerry-fake
All black cars are locked I'm in a mob I'm steamin' free G
Ain't a war pop off I'm doin' a roll call make sure the bro is great
This bitch want me to keep it real but everythin' about her fake
$500000 to the lawyer I'm tryin' to beat the case
We them boys who run around sky yeah me with them Georgia plates
I used to break pounds down for boys let me keep the shape
Lil' nigga big fold niggas they help me hold my weight
Nine figures later I'm still thuggin' I can't go for nothin'
I been at the pace since goin' to Fox Creek in the Wii for nothin'
I come from that spot where you hear shots you need to dive up
Pah pah pah pah pah
I come down that Boulevard and new Ferraris me and Daniel
Me and him down niggas up he keep his gun in handle
I got way more hoes than I got clothes so I don't care what she do
Turn your mama house into a trap spot I got love for little Q
Every day the rent do nigga and I got a pen I'm goin' hard
Roll out the bankroll I feel funny when I gotta swipe my card
I'm really that boy I got more cards than these lil' niggas got drawers
I was out the way back on that bullshit these niggas done pissed me off
Belgium all the walls tell shit apart I really run with tar
I ain't got no R these niggas post it all I'm beefin' with the police
Richard Millies Paris Cartier I only wear my APs
I'm on street records how the fuck you niggas try to pay me?
I don't gotta buy no chains buy apartments put them in my kid's name