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Summrs

Top Off / House Arrest

 

Top Off / House Arrest

(album: What We Didn't Have - 2023)


[Part 1 Top Off:]

(Go, go, bitch, haha)

Pull up stunting
Pull up showing my whip off, I'm headhunting
Tryna get bro knocked off
Know I carry them sticks like I play top golf
Tryna get rich as fuck, and take the S class top off
All of my niggas around me was gon' pop off
Bet we won't be the first ones to get knocked off
That big G27 knock his socks off
I been thinking 'bout cutting my locs off
You so special, you beautiful
Why the fuck you done dropped the lo'?
I know you can drop it low, in the presidential
I know you so comfortable, backseat riding in a S560
I know you wanna take yo' clothes off
Rolling up woods, yeah, back to back
Nigga in the Hellcat back to back
We ain't riding no scat packs
[?]
We in that fucking demon, baby
You know that she a demon, baby
She know that she drive me crazy
These fucking drugs, they got me lazy (Bitch, haha)
So much money muhfucking in this muhfucking life
So muhfucking not amazing, I can't even get my words out
I know you heard that last bar, I'm going crazy
I'm a pimp, he a shrimp, pockets slim, I'm him
Bird business, fuck him, diamonds hit, on dim
Got rich, on dim, my fade, a temp, I'm cold, no temp
My bitch, a ten, I ain't giving, no tips, I'm smashing, off rip
I'm stacking, my chips, pussy niggas, get clipped
These roxies, just shipped, in the club, I'm VIP
Pussy nigga, don't diss, don't beef, just kill, yeah
She showed, her skills, Daroo, poured him, [?], haha
(Bitch, haha)

[Part 2 House Arrest:]

(Yeah, Ax go crazy, man)
Double R, Bird Business
Fuck the witness, huh, come get it

I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest
Fuck all these niggas know I'm the best
Clear the business, get it off ya' chest
I'm just chilling on bedrest
Hit at me then I'ma hit back
Spin on us and we gon' spin back
Give a fuck what you saying on that damn track
Pussy bitch, come get yo' get back

Still on drugs, fuck the love, can't make this up, I'm up
Spilled my drank in the club
Niggas know so we beat him up
If I was tryna fuck wit' yo' ho she wouldn't be wit' you thug
Real diamonds, real clarity, gotta spend at least a dub
I miss my brothers, judge don't want us around each other
Show up to court in my Louis Vuitton
I swear these people just hate on us
Bird Business, no debate wit' us
Too rich, you can't relate to us
I'm on roxy, not a school bus
Can't get high around you, I show too much love
I shed too many tears this year, lost my granny last year
Christmas will never be the same without you being down here
Know some of these pussy niggas won't show they fucking face 'round here
I ain't fuck with the shit that he saying, he know that I'm up get the business clear
These diamonds shining like a chandelier
I get high after I pay my bills

I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest
Fuck all these niggas know I'm the best
Clear the business, get it off ya' chest
I'm just chilling on bedrest
Hit at me then I'ma hit back
Spin on us and we gon' spin back
Give a fuck what you saying on that damn track
Pussy bitch, come get yo' get back

done

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