Top Down ft. Keithfrm4th Lyrics

If I get that call, brodie won, we shut downtown down

Niggas ball, ride 'round wit the top down

Nigga call say he knock some opps down

Steppin in the show ain't walkin in without my racks out

Feel like moneybagg wockesha splash, spillin' wock sauce

Whippin up 'bout broke my wrist from this rock salt

How much your house cost? How much your house cost?

I throw some diamonds on my pendant on my mouth now

A nigga stayin independent I can't sign now

These niggas trying YRK I bet you find out

I pay yo nigga a couple bands to get you slimed out

Ain't wit the talkin' shit no more

We got blicky's not for show

It gets sticky if you move, in the ghetto with this pole

Sick of playin with you niggas, sick of playin with these hoes

Seen a crackhead on the corner see him playin with his nose

Time a fly by, shit will come and it'll go

Seen the drive by, I don't think they trying to up the score

What they sayin bout you, my nigga you'll never know

These labels and artist hit me up unless the deal good I can't go

With my brothers on the stage, we gon rock out the whole show

I heard Brody caught the case, the lawyer good he out fasho

Who want Cancer? its free, But i know cigs are not for me

He in the stand and started tellin my bro got hit with first degree

She almost caught me up, I told her she would know if it was me

Where I'm at and where I'm from, I can tell you shit ain't free

Niggas ball, ride 'round wit the top down

Nigga call say he knock some opps down

Steppin in the show ain't walkin in without my racks out

Feel like moneybagg wockesha splash, spillin' wock sauce

Whippin up 'bout broke my wrist from this rock salt

How much your house cost? How much your house cost?

I throw some diamonds on my pendant on my mouth now

A nigga stayin' independent I can't sign now

I can't sign now, I'm trying to fuck with lil baby wasting time now

We ain't have nun in these clips, but we got nines out

We pullin up just like the reaper, we on time out

And now we throwin on Balenci's it was hand downs

Paw Paw said you "gotta work it, ain't no hand outs"

"Ain't nothin free and easy," we do you niggas greasy

So try us if you pleasing, seven six twos eat a stomach, they don't think he eatin

Bro been sippin syrup all day, think he sleepin

I go big homie on you niggas, feelin like I'm peezy

She say she feelin like a savage, take the perc and eat it

She screamin out that she a virgin, knowin that you easy

I say that it ain't bout a check, then I don't wanna read it

You niggas talkin bout my sucka I have my youngins G ya

They took big brodie up to trial, and I hope he beat it

Be damn near sixy gettin out, but he undefeated

I said we aiming for yo top, we gotta up the score

Before we reach the second half, a hundred on the board

I said a hundred ain't enough, we need a hunnid more

We pullin up with hella choppers, we need a cuttin board

I say my K's russian, with a knife up on the end

Hope that you don't touch me, we bust it if you movin in

We need more than a million, trying to tell you what's the plan

Got a overthinkin' mind, baby quit all of the playin

Nigga move we leave you been bacon, but you know how I'm gon' ham

Peanut butter on my Glocks, so when I'm bustin it won't jam

Shot a russian K, she gettin finger fucked today

Now we getting to them racks we fuckin bitches over age

(Now we getting to them racks we fuckin bitches over age)