Top Notch Lyrics

(Uh, Yeah)

This rap shit just fun that's why I keep going

I ain't worried bout no numbers or what niggas got going on or nothing like that

This shit personal

Let's go!

One, Two, Three, Four we from the hood so niggas poor

Five, Six, Seven, Eight I'll eat the crumbs bro take the plate

Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve don't fuck with them people them niggas tell like

Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen crack a smile when she said she miss me

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I just switched my flow up

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Shoot like Steph no cold slump

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I knew I was chosen (yeah)

So I gotta keep my focus up

Hit doc for the diagnosis (diagnosis)

If I hit it it's over like nah I mean over the bitch think I did hypnosis (hypnosis)

Black man tall strong so they calling me Moses

Back on that shit did you notice? (Like)

Hell nah I'm not dolo

I'm with all my brothers

We here, niggas moving like Jonas (Jonas)

They said bro don't you hoop?

I'm like yeah but I rap so this shit is just really a bonus

Light the beam in my city , my niggas we kings

We win just like Fox and Sabonis

Dunkin' niggas I'm not talking donuts

Catch me late night plotting and I'm scheming (yeah)

Being African before was like a curse now bitches feening (oouu)

I go crazy on the K the homies said , why you ain't streaming (damn)

Told em bro this ain't a game we need some change then we start eating (Ching)

Look

Said bro it's summer why you keep on wearing sweaters

Told em nigga what you think I need some shit for my Beretta

I put 50 on the dash they got behind me I can't let up

Only goal is to get this money get this paper get this cheddar

Yeah

Stay focused on the goal lil bro the green make bitches wetter

Come and going as you please oh hell nah bitch you bet not never

I got 4-5 hoes but this lil bitch yea bro she better

Spanish bitch , told her Hola & her daddy name was Edgar

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Yeah

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I'm a fucking star

Don't need no dirty bitches up in my fucking car

Give a fuck about who you are

I'm moving like Lamar

Yeah BMF I'll cut that water you take shit too far

Just getting started fixing strings like I play guitar

But fuck that

Swear I'm hella peaceful lil bugged so bitch I buss back

She told me she love me okay bitch no I don't trust that

You be bitches be lunch packs

And I just got a dust bag

Lou Vuitton Don on my body feel like Wagyu

Got the 30 on me just in case so I'm like try who?

Standing on the island tryna guard I'll make you viral

Flying through the lane I take off they think I'm Micheal

Jays for for the feets got on OGs this the revival

Gotta stay on point for lil bro I'm like his idol

Only want the money nowadays it's bout survival

Banga on the scene they couldn't wait for my arrival

Know some old homies nowadays niggas rivals that's why I keep a rifle cause niggas be entitled