Top (Tear)

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Narico


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I'm filthy rich, not 50 cent, these lil' boy be some mini men
Niggas be like they know where I'm at, but they won't never spin
Last year I was going dumb, inside the booth, now I'm an idiot
I'll put red dot on a white boy, if he play he'll die a indian

I come from out that side, you flashing fye's then you won't have a gun
I'm sliding with two K's, but this ain't black top, ain't no one on ones
I can't even waste my time and wife you, baby, I f*ck hoes for fun
Don't never think I'm sweet, my hoes Chanel bag hold a honey bun

Huh, they keep talking bout this and that Got three foot niggas at DC, talk bout Drake
And catch no hat They ain't my opps, they hide behind their
Keyboards Kai Cenat, I see niggas hate, I'm tired of making it
Seem like I'm just blind to all the bullshit

I had the cash out on a charger so my phone could never die
When I got married to the mic, I said a voul to never lie
I know I'm top tear in this shit, but baby ain't no need to cry
He ain't no child, but you know baby, make that drako rockabye
Paint the city red with this artillery

Cut off that boy hands, he wasn't feeling me
Stupid bitch delusional, shit killing me
If you'll snitch on a student to the teacher you got fed tendencies
I been with my gang, I'm out the way, I'm trying to dodge a Rico
I know niggas round my way, that's strictly trying to dodge Narico
Daddy serving bowls, knock at the door he'll serve you through the peephole
Yes I been the one, but all I know I can't go back to zero
Free snake out them chains, I need my jewelry to weigh atleast a kilo Don't think I forgot about you gangsta, rest in to peace keilo

She said Rico take me out of state, I'm in Detroit with Rio
Niggas hate me like they born in Haiti, I can't speak in Creo
Harry told me rock this shit out, guitar with some leather jeans
Super turnt Atlanta swag, Amiri shoes with purple jeans
You want me to take you shopping I guess the game I got don't mean a thing
My first bitch had got fucked when we broke up, these bitches hella green
I had the cash out on a charger so my phone could never die
When I got married to the mic, I said a voul to never lie
I know I'm top tear in this shit, but baby ain't no need to cry
He ain't no child, but you know baby, make that drako rockabye
I ain't taking opinions from no nigga, I get more money than, the broke ones loud as hell so I say shut up like a librarian

I ain't taking opinions from no bitches I get more money than,
I can't treat you like a doll, cause I ain't ken you at barbarian
I had the cash out on a charger so my phone could never die
When I got married to the mic, I said a voul to never lie
I know I'm top tear in this shit, but baby ain't no need to cry
He ain't no child, but you know baby, make that drako rockabye

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Written by: Narico Narico

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