| Top, top |
| On top, top |
| Top, top |
| Top, top |
| (Say 10) |
| Let’s do this |
| Gangster, and you already knowing that’s how I play it |
| With the Glock bullet top across his head, dead, I’ll spank something |
| Have them guns waiting outside where you stay, yeah, who you think staining? |
| Diss me, I’m 23 and running |
| Clapping |
| On the top and I’m screaming out fetti |
| Rob these niggas, they letting me slime |
| I want 'em for to text me, just so that I can lay one down |
| Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying rounds |
| talking down |
| Where you at, I gun you down |
| Where you at, gun you down |
| Already know we don’t play like that |
| Lame-ass shit from across the net gon' get you stretched, yeah, yeah |
| On the top and I’m throwing out fetti |
| Rob these pussy-ass niggas, they letting me |
| Die when you scary-ass niggas come test me |
| Flag on the stick while you hang out the Chevy |
| I’m on it, I’m with it, my nigga, let’s do it |
| Gotta check the first two and you know that I blew it |
| Finna check in for twelve, get the money, run through it |
| but I already knew it |
| Young nigga rich and it drive me insane |
| Accept that pain is just part of the game |
| Rap ass nigga in the studio playing |
| I got the play for to knock out his brain |
| Gangster, and you already knowing that’s how I play it |
| With the Glock bullet top across his head, dead, I’ll spank something |
| Have them guns waiting outside where you stay, yeah, who you think staining? |
| Diss me, I’m 23 and running |
| Clapping |
| On the top and I’m screaming out fetti |
| Rob these niggas, they letting me slime |
| I want 'em for to text me, just so that I can lay one down |
| Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying rounds |
| talking down |
| Where you at, I gun you down |
| I gotta get it, I wake up, I’m ready |
| Stand on they chest and they neck for that fetti |
| I got a stick for them niggas that’s petty |
| Premium gas and it come in unleaded |
| Riddles they can’t comprehend in my song |
| I got a lot of blue racks in my home |
| Banging that flag for my nigga, he gone |
| Talking 'bout murder, I’m changing the tone |
| Took half a Perc', wanna fuck me now |
| Know that I will, just chill, okay |
| Them niggas cheer when I walk in the place |
| I pulled up in a Wraith, Slimeto, Slimeto |
| Stolo, lil' bro done pulled up with a Drac' and hop out in a straight |
| Bet if he talking 'bout cash, that money come faster whenever you bring up YB |
| when we meet |
| Gangster, and you already knowing that’s how I play it |
| With the Glock bullet top across his head, dead, I’ll spank something |
| Have them guns waiting outside where you stay, yeah, who you think staining? |
| Diss me, I’m 23 and running |
| Clapping |
| On the top and I’m screaming out fetti |
| Rob these niggas, they letting me slime |
| I want 'em for to text me, just so that I can lay one down |
| Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying rounds |
| talking down |
| Where you at, I gun you down |