Gimme top gimme top make it sloppy they can’t stop they can’t stop so they copy all my opps all the opps got em nodding call em steve call em steve how they hawking
Gimme top gimme top make it sloppy they can’t stop they can’t stop so they copy all my opps all the opps got em nodding call em steve call em steve how they hawking
I ain’t got no bands i ain’t got no fans on some singy sh#t but b#tch i’m still down to throw hands tried to take a shot at me but missed your f#cking chance pistol in my pocket make you piss all in your pants
Pull up to the party arm around my shawty told you she a barbie knuckles around my car keys if you tryna charge me watch me pull your card g rollin with a army that sh#t gon get gnarly
I pull up to shows a few of my foes they doin the most i pour up some more to me and my bros you ruin the toast i stay on my toes i’m waiting to blow i can’t even focus say i’m the goat the way that i flow i say that i know
Yeah
Gimme my props igniting the aux a few of my opps they tryin to mock i keep me a mop i’m cleaning up shop i ball like a jock gimme the rock i’m calling my shots they calling me hot i’m not even shocked i get it a lot
Gimme top gimme top make it sloppy they can’t stop they can’t stop so they copy all my opps all the opps got em nodding call em steve call em steve how they hawking gimme top gimme top make it sloppy they can’t stop they can’t stop so they copy all my opps all the opps got em nodding call em steve call em steve how they hawking
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