Top Shottas
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โฑ๏ธ 2:40 duration
๐ ID: 10329700
๐ Lyrics
Wait bitch, don't ask for no money (money!)
I only use it for props (props!)
I'm from the block where they let it ring
Like they was tying the knot (brahh)
For thinking it's Gucci, get whopped (whopped!)
This goes for all of my ops (ops!)
I need some shooters, some bop (bop!)
.40 gon' fire
Aye! the big homie just caught a Rico, Rico
Ridin' wit' a Rico
My life is a freakshow, I am Carlito, you can be Benito
I'm really outside like the Mexicans
Stand out the front of Home Depot
I Jackson Tito, dog like Chico, bitch I'm Debo
So I ain't standin' by Felicia's bitch, bye Felicia (bitch bye!)
Tryna patch it up like Alopecia
Bitch, slide in the Vista
Nah I ain't really got time to FIFA
Ain't got a condom neither
You wit' that Jazz girl, you kinda Lisa
You couldn't get a slice of pizza
No, I don't have time to go conversate
Less' you gon' address me like Monterey
I keep it G real wit you cause I got time today
I know you two had to concentrate
Get hit in yo' head, that's when they take yo' mind away
God did you woozy, you fly away
If we see a op' make the doctors come operate
Cops come then we don't cooperate
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Mad Max and Teddy Bradshaw
Remember days when I was at the bus stop
Now I'm ballin' I don't got a drug shop
Lookin' mean and that can get ya' mug shot
But the cuts hot, standing one spot
The way I truck could prolly move a truck stop
Causing blood clots, to the blood clot
Making blood fly, fly, fly, fly
Headshots, he comin' Elizabeth, turn him to Red Fox
Red dots, (red dots!)
Bullets to send off its red hot
She give me head while she wearin' a weave
When she done, praying, say "stay on yo' knees"
It's time to leave bitch, take off my tee
You don't give head, so you can't achieve
(aye!) I put that meat in her organs
If she let me beat, while her man in the streets
Put her shoes on and crease that bitch Jordans (Jordans!)
I cant afford to a fortune
Money did blue like it's (?)
But I still got niggas that talk shit
Blow yo' brains out of proportion (bang bang!)
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
I only use it for props (props!)
I'm from the block where they let it ring
Like they was tying the knot (brahh)
For thinking it's Gucci, get whopped (whopped!)
This goes for all of my ops (ops!)
I need some shooters, some bop (bop!)
.40 gon' fire
Aye! the big homie just caught a Rico, Rico
Ridin' wit' a Rico
My life is a freakshow, I am Carlito, you can be Benito
I'm really outside like the Mexicans
Stand out the front of Home Depot
I Jackson Tito, dog like Chico, bitch I'm Debo
So I ain't standin' by Felicia's bitch, bye Felicia (bitch bye!)
Tryna patch it up like Alopecia
Bitch, slide in the Vista
Nah I ain't really got time to FIFA
Ain't got a condom neither
You wit' that Jazz girl, you kinda Lisa
You couldn't get a slice of pizza
No, I don't have time to go conversate
Less' you gon' address me like Monterey
I keep it G real wit you cause I got time today
I know you two had to concentrate
Get hit in yo' head, that's when they take yo' mind away
God did you woozy, you fly away
If we see a op' make the doctors come operate
Cops come then we don't cooperate
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Mad Max and Teddy Bradshaw
Remember days when I was at the bus stop
Now I'm ballin' I don't got a drug shop
Lookin' mean and that can get ya' mug shot
But the cuts hot, standing one spot
The way I truck could prolly move a truck stop
Causing blood clots, to the blood clot
Making blood fly, fly, fly, fly
Headshots, he comin' Elizabeth, turn him to Red Fox
Red dots, (red dots!)
Bullets to send off its red hot
She give me head while she wearin' a weave
When she done, praying, say "stay on yo' knees"
It's time to leave bitch, take off my tee
You don't give head, so you can't achieve
(aye!) I put that meat in her organs
If she let me beat, while her man in the streets
Put her shoes on and crease that bitch Jordans (Jordans!)
I cant afford to a fortune
Money did blue like it's (?)
But I still got niggas that talk shit
Blow yo' brains out of proportion (bang bang!)
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, Top Shotta
Top Shotta, I'm a