Top Down ft. DrewThe1st Lyrics

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top down

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top

I'm bout to get out of bounds take a whiff I'm funky foul

I'm the one who pay the refs who gon' blow they whistle now

You say that I'm going dumb duh I'm doing my thizzle now

I leave the whole room full of open mouths and risen brows

I'm building a dynasty that's my destiny

Cooking up a storm and this bitch wanna be part of the recipe

She tell me that she full of flavor I say ho you better be

I know she an angel if she fuck up she'll be heavenly

I send them straight to God it's no turning back

I'm coming up just like the smoke when I be burning this pack

And I bet you thought shit was sweet but guess what this isn't that

I'm here until the bitter end cause I'm a whole sour patch

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top down

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top

Money doesn't make me happy it's the shit I do with it

I'm smart enough to know you dumb it down you getting stupid rich

They ain't really popping them fools is doing computer tricks

Cancer to the game and I came to remove the tumorous

Even if benign punk you're dying

I'm getting this shit to cracking I ain't waiting for no signs

Quit sitting up and bitching just complaining bout the times

They mine so I'm out here on the grind waxing til I get a shine

I give a broke hoe a spit roast at most

You got the money or the mind cause baby you can't lack both

I lack hope cause I don't need hope when I do it it's guaranteed

Plus I'm a sharp nigga touch on me and you gon' bleed

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top down

Top down yeah I got it top down

Top down got it locked from the top down