On Top lyrics

[Intro]
(Choppa)
(Oh, yuh)
(Yeah, uh, yeah)

[Chorus]
Smoking the woods with a b*tch, I'm on top of her
No, I won't talk to you, b*tch, you an officer
Now I been chasing these bands, I'm a popular
I think that I have been high since a toddler
You broke, you ain't gang, yeah, we are the opposite
I hope you hate me, you always talkin' sh*t
Oh, your old girl? Yeah, we just poppin' sh*t
Got so many racks, yeah, that sh*t is spectacular
[?] to [?], yeah, they call me a traveler
I'm stuck on your b*tch with my di*k like a javelin
My wrist like the water so I'mma go paddle it
I got a wave on my wrist like a [?] and I don't give a sh*t if you muhf*cka's followin' (No)

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they let me back, just let me outside (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, inside, outside, back with that spark (Inside, outside)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm buildin' a cult, followers, swole like a beehive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm with your b*tch and I'm, in her, behind, behind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, you can't ball like me, can't ball like me, no (No)
Issey my fit, yeah, Issey my shoes and my fit (I swear)
Swear the god that all the kids suck, this ain't sh*t
Yeah, I'm movin' lightspeed, yeah, I'm never gon' quit
Yeah, slide on the beat and maneuver like this
Yeah, whole lotta cash, how you do it like this?
Seven thousand dollars, yeah, on my fit, yeah, young, independent, I just
Did, real (Real), dollar (Dollar), ah (Ah)
Yeah (Ah), money, multi, yeah (Million), ah (Dollar)
I'm a (Ah), scholar (Ah), jack yo' (Yeah), wallet (Ah)
I got (Oh), money (Oh), on me (Ooh), throw it (Ooh)
Hunnids, fifties, twenties
I got some cash and I'm 'bout to blow it (Bout to blow)
b*tch come, with me, honey
I then called her back, [?] talk 'bout "Blow it"
I don't think it's funny, take all that bullsh*t you smell and then throw it (Uh)
My whole world, is money, and fashion, I just got me some Rick Owens (Yeah)
I need me mo' weed, fly me the zip from the West, this potent
And you hold yo' speed, no, you don't gotta ask me, you know it (Skrrt)
Please don't notice me, f*ck with the di*ksucking sh*t, it's not goin'
Yeah, hopefully, I can just show all the world all my talents (Mmm, uh)
[Chorus]
Smok-smoking the woods with a b*tch, I'm on top of her
No, I won't talk to you, b*tch, you an officer
Now I been chasing these bands, I'm a popular
I think that I have been high since a toddler
You broke, you ain't gang, yeah, we are the opposite
I hope you hate me, you always talkin' sh*t
Oh, your old girl? Yeah, we just poppin' sh*t
Got so many racks, yeah, that sh*t is spectacular
[?] to [?], yeah, they call me a traveler
I'm stuck on your b*tch with my di*k like a javelin
My wrist like the water so I'mma go paddle it
I got a wave on my wrist like a [?] and I don't give a sh*t if you muhf*cka's followin' (No)