On Top
Mike Tha Menace
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Haters never matter When the pockets getting fatter Makin' hits like a batter And bitch that’s on God Constant pissin' on these niggas Like I got a small bladder As I’m climbing up the ladder Screaming “bitch I’m on top” Never fold on the gang That’s a problem, shits so lame On me I’ll never change And bitch that’s on God In my own lane Want the money, f*ck the fame Dread the hair to maintain Screaming “bitch I’m on top” 4K Vision, see the world vividly Can’t stand y’all, no back seat, that’s the N in me Higher than a sea turtle, lost in the anemone I’m not there, my brain checked out, I’m a mental absentee Like Jimmy, left the bullshit Got the heat, now I got pull bitch Yeah she said she hella nervous Told her go hard like a full dick Never put her in the whip Slap the gas and give her whiplash Not no slow funds, I want quick cash Got me itching like a bad rash Blowing up, not talking Baghdad Don’t need the cane, not a grandad Shit some shake, like Drake, it go bad Found a stronger pack, I need that I know she never pray, but she never needed knee pads Hit that weed, cough, hit that weed laugh Like a nigga really need that Kick my feet up and just relax My thoughts stay runnin' like they do track Free single black man So I never hear the whip crack Outta state, I’m with my Wolfpack Don’t hold money up, no thumb tack Cuz these niggas gonna want that Keep that peace without the gun strap cuz Haters never matter When the pockets getting fatter Makin' hits like a batter And bitch that’s on God Constant pissin' on these niggas Like I got a small bladder As I’m climbing up the ladder Screaming “bitch I’m on top” Never fold on the gang That’s a problem, shits so lame On me I’ll never change And bitch that’s on God In my own lane Want the money, f*ck the fame Dread the hair to maintain Screaming “bitch I’m on top” In the box the air is thick, yeah it’s gettin' kinda rowdy Can’t see shit, it’s kinda cloudy Please don’t bother, I’m in my baggie Catch a body from a baddie And she gotta have a fatty She ain’t gotta call me daddy She got cake, I’ll call her Patty Got her leakin', broken sink Keep my thoughts in my head just so I don’t overthink If I slaughter all these beats, Imma have a music mink Never want to miss the money, so I pray I never blink She say she took a shower, then why your breath stink Wrong lips, she need some time off that’s why she such a trip Stacking all this cheese, that fondue, I know that bitch wanna dip Football gloves, I got good grip My cup, my life, she wanna sip Can’t let these hoes come take the drip I might let em get a drop Stay on go mode, grass is greener That’s a sign to never stop Out the pool that’s how I drip Watch ya step, you gon need a mop Take the stairs up to the top Hit that dance, that milly rock Haters never matter When the pockets getting fatter Makin' hits like a batter And bitch that’s on God Constant pissin' on these niggas Like I got a small bladder As I’m climbing up the ladder Screaming “bitch I’m on top” Never fold on the gang That’s a problem, shits so lame On me I’ll never change And bitch that’s on God In my own lane Want the money, f*ck the fame Dread the hair to maintain Screaming “bitch I’m on top”
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