Top Boy (feat. D-Rock)

Juss Bans


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Only thing promised to you niggaz is death
I use to wanna be like... now I’m that
Rocking that off-white when I’m in sacks
And I’ll spend a check on that pussy if it’s that
Name chilling on the seven and that’s facts
And hella smoke yeah it’s mines
Fucking on hoe like she mine
She saying that she mines
Knowing me I never mind
I just need a load from a plug that don’t speak English
I wish it be free to see my bros you wont believe it
I wish it ways to see my hoes you won’t believe it
I got rich by the zone by the door playing defense
People always tell me to be humble but I’m so chill
Got it on me now and I can up it but I won’t still
Ouu I just don’t
Bitches love to say what they gone do to me then choke
Niggaz always say what they gone do to me but won’t
I won’t sign no deal I’m forever home alone
Grind til it’s sunny bitch I’m signed to my phone
All these bitches fucking nigga gone and pick a hoe
All these niggaz bluffing they won’t let you see the dope
Counting twenty cash I can’t open up my door
Use to wanna like hov but hoes turned me drake
Heart code than December this 368
I Can’t shake the Rp’s I just love how they taste
Rubs my hands like I’m baby while she give me face
Lately I been shutting down my body numb
If I didn’t chase these hoes then I’ll probably be up
In a mansion with a coup or two
But I fall for the whoopdie whoop
Dog em like I’m scooby doo
Smoove nigga like 22
Work my ass off ain’t request shit I put that time in
These hoes needed me like Rihanna she want diamonds
Shoelaces say shoelaces I paid a grip
Moon rock laced in the wood off of alien spit
Hit my knees and thank the lord because I got it now
Heard my EX just wanna f*ck me cause I’m popping now
That boy slimed once before he swear we Potnas now
Hope the bitch that led me on somewhere slaughter out
Yea, Yea
Mula, Gang
Let me catch that
But you know the time
Speak on my mama you dying
Bring my young slime out retirement
Niggaz keep trying me
Shooter Islamic
Dunk on these niggaz Brandon knight a body
Laugh on a Homi
Trip off a molly
I know that these niggaz gone turn to a zombie
I’ll get a f*ck nigga wacked
Put some respect on my set
Play foul I keep a tech
You know I got more stripes then a ref
You know these hoes gone f*ck for a check
Soon as I up roll gone get em wet
I probably drill a nigga with the tool they gone be calling me bob
My jr playing round with that food like my name was suav
Okay nah 45 to yo back like Jordan
My niggaz be scoring
F*ck them flats we watching cameras round here we be noided
When it’s beef have Lisa Maggie we never avoid it
Scope a nigga at the corner knock him out his mauri’s

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Written by: Devin Williams

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