TOP4FREESTYLE ft. SCUZIII Lyrics

Top 4

Top 4

Getting slop on the top floor

Servin that pack out the back door

Flip it move it out the bando

I flip it and move out the bando

I flip it and speed in the Lambo

In my ends there's places you can't go

So I move with guys like I'm Rambo

I'm servin the food like a chef

She said that I'm right so I had to go left

All shots to the head with no vest

She get on her knees but she know that I'm blessed

I'm blessed

I'm next

All green

Blue checks

Dem man

They Paigans

Hating they stressed

I'm keeping a 9 no 8+1 cause you know that it's fuck them paigons

Back then talk down on my name

Now I'm up yeah you know that they keep on raging

I pulled up with 223s

I flipped the 6 to a 9 Ode

I don't even know why they hate on me

I'm in my bag when I smoke OG

OG don't try to assume cause you'll make an ASS of U and Me lil boi

OG don't try to run through cause you won't try to touch my jewlery lil boi

The jewels on froze we look too cold

I stack my money and I mix it with gold

A lotta bills I really don't fold

Sorry lil mama the trap on hold

I got my old flow back

I don't know no facts

Call her Thursday by the way that she throwback

On Friday servin packs of the Prozac

We smoking on them trees why she mad like the Lorax

I flip it I pop it I'm servin the fiends

The paigons the opp boys they lookin like teams

Hold up

Stop it

Two pints rolling off the lean

While I'm rolling off a bean like

If me and G's go outside

We spin this coupe and hit that backslide

I put the ice on baddie she wylin she give top at the red light

I keep me a Fallon like Jimmy

And I'm feeling better

I change up the weather

It could get chingy

Like it's whatever