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Oh my god!
Hele holdet får noget motherfucking booty (Booty!)
Kun designer; Fendi, Lui eller Gucci
Top-tier boys, skider på din pap-vin
Stjæler alle

and statues and everything you heard of
1988 Eric B inaugurated
The God Rakim brought the flow that is sacred
Top tier lyricism that's the foundation

Lose lips sink ships baby girl just listen here
Oouuuu ouuuuu
I’m to real like if you feel this shit you know I’m top tier


Lose lips sink ships

the shit yeah
Honey dip on my arm
Peep the fit yeah
Diamonds shining
You can't stand it
Take a sit yeah
I'm the top tier
Flick flick yeah
Wipe me down
Take

I think it’s like a
Battle between art and
Architecture as the top and if you’re an
Artist or an architect
You look down upon a fashion
Designer

They say Lindo will you stop
I got foreign's in the driveway like a mosh pit
Got designer on my body drippin' top-tier
Niggas either ridin' for me

Miggs this shit hard as fuck
Money over bitches, mob
Walk up in the building smellin' like baccarat
All designer fragrance this shit cost

the hood where they sip lean
Designer jean fiends filled wit blue cheese
Keeping all the hoes wetter than the chatachuchi River
Bae you wanna do the Hoochie

I'm shining
Kicks so drip designer
New diamonds don't know where they found em 
But we grinding
Buzz so big like China
New hair cut new line up
Why

Throwback summer 16
We was just teens living out big dreams
All the homies rocking designer tees
Tryna impress queens but that couldn't be me
No

the mirror
She rocking designer, she ain't got fear
Forehead like Rihanna, but she top tier
She top rear, she not weird, she top premiere

I got these bands

üti a kezemet kettő fél milla
Bandám top tier, tied mind csicska
Bandám top tier, tied mind csicska
Destruktív ez az élet
Elönt a pánik ha látok kéket

yeah
Deux, zéro, sixteen
J'parlais de mes rêves à mes bro' sur le banc en pierre
Maintenant, j'me balade en tiers
Sans compter le temps sur la

you fearing
Trending topic when we pop it
Balling top tier
If it ain't profit when we talking
I can't hear em
We done made it out the street
I got racks

I'm on a budget my pockets say jay don't buy designer just for a year
End of discussion y'all niggas would drop ya whole bag just for a pair
I ain't

can't get a ring
You ain't my bitch no you can't get a thing
I'm still on my shit no designer things
Boy I'm Too Top Tier Ion need no chain
And I still

need no pilot
Love di killa style, nothing pon mi mek a china
Psycho bunny, Ferragamo di realest designer
Realest link, from dem diss dem dead
We

And there ain't no lil nigga I fear
I gotta keep it a buck, no
Not in my rank, that boy not in my tier
Pull out the machine like Toronto
Wipe that

I'm in exotic whips
Rocking designer fits
I got a bag I'm rich
Stuffing the 'za in the zip
Yuh-Yeah
I'm finna' rock and roll
She tryna' suck, I know

I'm gone live that life, shits so clear
I'm trynna find me, Im trynna find me a wife
She gotta be top tier
Uhh, I love if she rocking designer
All I

it tactical, that’s surreal
Hakuna Matata, We go up a tier
Don’t let yo ass front over here
I be dripped with hella designer
That don't matter Hakuna

at [where the time at]
You talk about you and him well I'm times that [I'm times that]
I'm too tier, top shelf you gon' find out [you gon' find out]
Sitting

Cold ass fit, designer
Mouth piece a weapon to fyr
The bag I'm getting, acquired
The craft perfected, refined it
I be rocking with my sauce
I ain't

One day they gonna listen
One day they gonna miss it
They gonna kiss it goodbye
Ain't no talk no dissing
Had no pot to piss in
Designer on me rocking