I got lots of tags
I got lots of dollars and they're in my Gucci bag
Why you mad
Tell me why you mad
Top Shotta I be big baller
Impala I just swerved by ya
I'm on fire call me the messiah
You a liar boy you a liar
My empire I got all the guala
New attire I rock new designer
Right beside ya I am the messiah
Right beside ya I am the messiah
I got lots of tags
I got lots of gadgets and they're in my Gucci bag
Why you mad tell me why you mad
All these hoes that passed on me yeah they really are sad
Got the bomb like its Baghdad
I been in my bag bag
I be where the bag at
She know where the cash at
She can't get it back back
Hit it from the back back
Yeah she want it bad bad
Calling me her dad dad
And I been in my bag bag
And I know why they mad mad
Cause they
Yeah they lost I'm a boss
I got no cost I got no cost
I can't sell my soul I'm lost
These my own Top Shotta thoughts
Big blunt no bean
I got the green in it
What's this life without my team in it
Kraz though and Lil Keen in it
Yeah we real-life rock stars
New whip no key in it
Coastin' on the boulevard
My whip just me in it
I've been going so hard
That's all gas that's no brakes
F*ck all these lame hoes that be acting so fake
Yeah they're in my face but I ain't in their face
That's their place
Top Shotta I be big baller
Impala I just swerved by ya
I'm on fire call me the messiah
You a liar boy you a liar
My empire I got all the guala
New attire I rock new designer
Right beside ya I am the messiah
Right beside ya I am the messiah