Said she wanna f*ck
Told her give me top
Smoked a dub
Then I hit her spot
I f*ck with them g's
You f*ck with the ops
Only thing on my mind
Is getting the guap
Raise to the top
No I never stop
Sound of a balloon
When a killer pop (Boom!)
You could hear the impact
When the body drop
Yeah the block is hot
The block is on watch
Yeah she know what she doing (Aye!)
Shorty bad the way
She move her tongue
Really got me influenced
Diamond in the rough
Don't know who to trust
Sky ain't the limit
So we gone live it up
She don't want you
So you need give it up
Loud, kush, purple haze in my dutch
Getting so high
Leave a hater in the dust
Push em to the edge
Make em wanna jump
Get some head
In the back of the truck
I wear the crown
Bitch I do what I want
Harlem world, nyc what up
Grind, hustle move the work
Bitch love money
Dollars make her twerk
Gas, got the juice
Swag Imma flirt
And get me some top
She lifting up her skirt
She miss me already
She calling my phone
Smoke a fat blunt
Now I'm high like a drone
She sending me nudes
I love she when moan
Shorty sexy, yeah she bad to bone
Swag like a gentleman
Yeah I'm grown f*ck ya girl
Then I take her ass home
Never kiss her
Cause it's never personal
Only two things i want
The money and the throne
Baking soda with the pot
Got some grams in the spot
Informants bout to make it hot
Gang, flipping checks getting money
Making trap music
All bitches love me
Do not front and make the situation ugly
Spray em like some roaches
If they run up on me
I don't f*ck with too many niggaz
Y'all phony haters all around me
Trying get up on me
Yeah my crew we getting money
Them deposits (Getting money)
Hustle, working hard to get it
We got options (We get it)
Nyc never sleeping
We just grind bitchhh
Chasing money no we never get exhausted
Sugar hill all my niggaz lit
Chasing dreams never chase a chick
In the studio bout to make a hit
Get a check then I make It flip
With the gang, gang nigga bang, bang
Gang, gang nigga bang, bang
148 I just let me hate
Play the game well u participate
Dope Flow - Give Me Top (feat. Trapp Mozart) Lyrics
Dope Flow - Give Me Top (feat. Trapp Mozart) Lyrics
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Said she wanna f*ck
Told her give me top
Smoked a dub
Then I hit her spot
I f*ck with them g's
You f*ck with the ops
Only thing on my mind
Is getting the guap
Raise to the top
No I never stop
Sound of a balloon
When a killer pop (Boom!)
You could hear the impact
When the body drop
Yeah the block is hot
The block is on watch
Yeah she know what she doing (Aye!)
Shorty bad the way
She move her tongue
Really got me influenced
Diamond in the rough
Don't know who to trust
Sky ain't the limit
So we gone live it up
She don't want you
So you need give it up
Loud, kush, purple haze in my dutch
Getting so high
Leave a hater in the dust
Push em to the edge
Make em wanna jump
Get some head
In the back of the truck
I wear the crown
Bitch I do what I want
Harlem world, nyc what up
Grind, hustle move the work
Bitch love money
Dollars make her twerk
Gas, got the juice
Swag Imma flirt
And get me some top
She lifting up her skirt
She miss me already
She calling my phone
Smoke a fat blunt
Now I'm high like a drone
She sending me nudes
I love she when moan
Shorty sexy, yeah she bad to bone
Swag like a gentleman
Yeah I'm grown f*ck ya girl
Then I take her ass home
Never kiss her
Cause it's never personal
Only two things i want
The money and the throne
Baking soda with the pot
Got some grams in the spot
Informants bout to make it hot
Gang, flipping checks getting money
Making trap music
All bitches love me
Do not front and make the situation ugly
Spray em like some roaches
If they run up on me
I don't f*ck with too many niggaz
Y'all phony haters all around me
Trying get up on me
Yeah my crew we getting money
Them deposits (Getting money)
Hustle, working hard to get it
We got options (We get it)
Nyc never sleeping
We just grind bitchhh
Chasing money no we never get exhausted
Sugar hill all my niggaz lit
Chasing dreams never chase a chick
In the studio bout to make a hit
Get a check then I make It flip
With the gang, gang nigga bang, bang
Gang, gang nigga bang, bang
148 I just let me hate
Play the game well u participate
Told her give me top
Smoked a dub
Then I hit her spot
I f*ck with them g's
You f*ck with the ops
Only thing on my mind
Is getting the guap
Raise to the top
No I never stop
Sound of a balloon
When a killer pop (Boom!)
You could hear the impact
When the body drop
Yeah the block is hot
The block is on watch
Yeah she know what she doing (Aye!)
Shorty bad the way
She move her tongue
Really got me influenced
Diamond in the rough
Don't know who to trust
Sky ain't the limit
So we gone live it up
She don't want you
So you need give it up
Loud, kush, purple haze in my dutch
Getting so high
Leave a hater in the dust
Push em to the edge
Make em wanna jump
Get some head
In the back of the truck
I wear the crown
Bitch I do what I want
Harlem world, nyc what up
Grind, hustle move the work
Bitch love money
Dollars make her twerk
Gas, got the juice
Swag Imma flirt
And get me some top
She lifting up her skirt
She miss me already
She calling my phone
Smoke a fat blunt
Now I'm high like a drone
She sending me nudes
I love she when moan
Shorty sexy, yeah she bad to bone
Swag like a gentleman
Yeah I'm grown f*ck ya girl
Then I take her ass home
Never kiss her
Cause it's never personal
Only two things i want
The money and the throne
Baking soda with the pot
Got some grams in the spot
Informants bout to make it hot
Gang, flipping checks getting money
Making trap music
All bitches love me
Do not front and make the situation ugly
Spray em like some roaches
If they run up on me
I don't f*ck with too many niggaz
Y'all phony haters all around me
Trying get up on me
Yeah my crew we getting money
Them deposits (Getting money)
Hustle, working hard to get it
We got options (We get it)
Nyc never sleeping
We just grind bitchhh
Chasing money no we never get exhausted
Sugar hill all my niggaz lit
Chasing dreams never chase a chick
In the studio bout to make a hit
Get a check then I make It flip
With the gang, gang nigga bang, bang
Gang, gang nigga bang, bang
148 I just let me hate
Play the game well u participate
Writer: Juanita Baskervlle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid