Top Uh It (Explicit)-Lil Baby

Top Uh It (Explicit)

歌手:Lil Baby

时间:2026-11-10

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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

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