Top Off / House Arrest lyrics

Part 1: "Top Off"

[Intro]
Go, go, go, go, go, oh
(b*tch)
Woah, woah, oh, oh

[Verse]
Pull up stuntin' (Stuntin'), pull up showin' my whip off
And I'm headhuntin' (Headhuntin'), tryna get bro knocked off
Know I carry them sticks like I play Topgolf
Tryna get rich as f*ck and take the S-class top off (Top off)
All of my n*ggas around me was on pop off (Was on pop off)
Bet we won't be the first ones to get knocked off (Get knocked off)
That big G27 knock his socks off (Big G27 knock his top off)
I been thinkin' 'bout cuttin' my locs off (I been thinkin' 'bout cuttin' my locs off, woah, ha)
You so special, you beautiful
Waiting for you to drop the lo'
I know you can drop it low
We in that presidential
I know you so comfortable
Backseat, ridin' in an S560, I know you wanna take your clothes off
Rollin' up 'Woods, yeah, back to back
My n*gga in a Hellcat, back to back
We ain't ridin' no Scat Pack
Only when we tryna catch a hat, yeah
We in that f*ckin' Demon, baby
You know that she a demon, baby
She know that she drive me crazy
These f*ckin' drugs, they got me lazy (b*tch)
So much money, motherf*cker, this motherf*ckin' life so motherf*ckin' amazing
I can't even get my words out, know you heard that last bar, I'm goin' crazy
I'm a pimp, he a shrimp
Pockets slim, I'm him
Bird business, f*ck him
Diamonds hit on dim
Got rich on them
My fade a temp
I'm cold, no temp'
My b*tch a ten
I ain't givin' no tips
I'm smashin' off rip
I'm stackin' my chips
pus*y n*ggas get clipped
These Roxies just shipped
In the clup, I'm VIP
pus*y n*gga, don't diss
Don't beef, just kill
Yeah, she show her skills
Daroo, we pour him
And they GOAT, we pour him
[Segue]
(b*tch)

Part 2: "House Arrest"

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ax go crazy)
Double R
Bird business
f*ck the witness, uh
Huh, come get me

[Chorus]
I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest
f*ck all these n*ggas, know I'm the best
Clear the business, get it off your chest
I'm just chillin' on bedrest
Hit at me, then I'ma hit back
Spin on us and we gon' spin back
Give a f*ck what you sayin' on that damn track
pus*y b*tch, come get your get back

[Verse]
Still on drugs, f*ck the love, can't make this up, I'm up
Spilled my drank in the club, n*ggas mug, so we beat him up
If I was tryna f*ck with your ho, she wouldn't be with you, thug
Real diamonds, real clarity, gotta spend at least a dub
I miss my brother
Judge don't want us 'round each other
Show up to court in my Louis Vuitton, I swear these people just hate on us
Bird Business, no debate with us
Too rich, you can't relate to us
I'm on Roxy, not a school bus
Can't get high around you, I show too much love
I shed too many tears this year, lost my granny last year
Christmas'll never be the same without you bein' down here
Know some of these pus*y n*ggas won't show they f*ckin' face 'round here
Man, f*ck that sh*t that he sayin', he know that I'ma get the business clear
These diamonds shinin' like a chandelier
I get high after I pay my bills
[Chorus]
I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest
f*ck all these n*ggas, know I'm the best
Clear the business, get it off your chest
I'm just chillin' on bedrest
Hit at me, then I'ma hit back
Spin on us and we gon' spin back
Give a f*ck what you sayin' on that damn track
pus*y b*tch, come get your get back (Get your get back, ha)