Topic (feat. Duvy)

This shit off the top, man
But you already knew that
Southside, Southside shit (Yeah, yeah)
Just tell me, man
Uh-huh
ACR
These M boys

I don't want that fake love, said I ain't fake, love
How you real but you got a fake one?
I'm just joshin', fans, they moshin'
I'm takin' off, better be caution
I'm livin' that life, it's makin' me nauseous
At the top, you gotta watch it
I tell you the truth, now I wanna be honest
Just had thug zone party, wildin'
I was in courtside, bad bitch smilin'
How can I chill? I wanna win

I was in Vegas stayin' at Wynn
My life like a blackjack, I'm gonna win
Me and Zack, we in that bitch
Gizzle here, I give him the stick
They all baddies, how can I pick?
She likes smicks, I'm gettin' thick
She like, "Bob, I need a bag"
Haha, it's a red flag

Duvy in here with his red flag
I love my city, on gang-gang
You fucked like two of my guyers
Said fuck that nigga, he's a liar

She wanna job, I hire
Every year I keep gettin' higher

Could've worn Louis but OVO

Don't have no friends in the studio
I'm startin' a tribe of the choosy hoes
This is my side, I'll only show
This is the shit that my brothers know
I'll take an L.A. bitch where it snows
Canada, Prada was a joke, don't be mad at us
Gang-gang

You, you ain't there when we was by that store so
You ain't gon' be there when we countin' up all them blues
You ain't gon' be there 'cause you ain't wanna make that move
So tell me why this friendship is so toxic

Plug with the plug, money topics
Spinnin', you know that we did it, but that was an option
I'm just chasin' all of these M's
I don't want no more fake friends

You hate when I be in my bag
Heard you be talkin' to them boys, I need some answers
In need of drugs, in need of love
I need one to trust, nigga, he ain't one of us
March out like some troops
Mental health, we just need someone to vent to
Gettin' rich the plan, nigga, you can't understand me
Bye-bye, I'm with the plug so nigga head home
Yeah, we heat up the block just like a fish fry
We protect the block, watchin' whips while they drive by

You get it where you feed it

You keep stackin' them digits

You, you ain't there when we was by that store so
You ain't gon' be there when we countin' up all them blues
You ain't gon' be there 'cause you ain't wanna make that move
So tell me why this friendship is so toxic