850 (We On Top) lyrics

Part I: We On Top

[Intro]
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

[Chorus: IDK]
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top (Woah-woah)
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top (Woah-woah)
We on top, we on top, we on top
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse: IDK]
The watch is one of one, it came from Paris, it came with some doc*ments
I'm seein' you doin' your thing, I know, I know but I do the opposite (Opp, opp, one eighty)
That sh*t is ass, trash, trash, that sh*t is sloppiness
b*tch, I know who I am, am, am (Ayy)
Back in the day I was robbin' sh*t
The opps was havin' trouble stoppin' it
Sellin' **** out the crib, line up the street, neighborhood was coppin' it
Mama in the crib, lyin' through my teeth, told her it was all legit
f*ck how I did it, dirty up my image, too late they let me in
Either way a n*gga rich
I'm worth a million dollars and a smile, I could probably take your b*tch
Fly her out to France, pull down her pants, pair bondin' with my di*k (Yeah)
Havin' conversations over fish (Yeah)
Show her how to stack chips (Chips, chips, chips)
You was just thottin'
Now you wanna have a revolution, now you changed
That ain't a problem, just don't bring the thot to me unless it's with the brain
Lay flat on the plane
Go to sleep in L.A. then I wake up in Spain
Now
[Chorus: IDK]
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top (Woah-woah)
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top (Woah-woah)
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
Uh, uh

Part II: 850

[Interlude]
Ladies and gentlemen, it's about that time
We unfortunately have to take a quick break tonight
But we'll be back in five, four, three, two and

[Intro: IDK]
One n*gga try play with me, got played wit right back
n*gga had Twitter fingers when I pulled up on him he said he got hacked
(See you better talk, n*gga, what's happenin' right now, n*gga?)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & IDK]
Fell asleep in the trap (Ayy)
How I woke up in Paris? (Yeah)
Pullin' up in that Spyder (Right)
Got these n*ggas embarrassed (Yeah, ayy)
Play with me
I got a shooter, he stay with me (Uh-huh)
None of them b*tches gon lay with me (Yeah)
Street credit on 804
But I'm tryna get 850
[Verse: IDK]
She gave me the head and I ain't give it back
If I gave her to bro then I ain't give a damn
I bend her right over and then I attack
Backshots like I'm shooting a strap
.223's, finna aim where you at
Knock, knock at your door with a mask
Pop, pop, make you lay where you stand
Spend a ticket like I'm takin' the Tram
Seven figures like I skate with Japan
Slide on you for the ice, that's a win
Servin' butter but ain't gettin' no tip
He on IV if he don't give up the drip
How many n*ggas is really legit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket (None), cricket
How many n*ggas is really the sh*t?
Cricket, cricket, cricket (One), cricket (f*ck it up, f*ck it up)
n*ggas be actin' so hard, I see a whole lot of cries (Whole lot of cries)
Everybody act gangsta when it's a whole lot of eyes (Whole lot of eyes)
You n*ggas be biggin' up chest, all I could do is just sigh (Right)
You n*ggas that say that you be havin', be havin' a whole lot of lies
I be havin' them habits, I can't understand it
I move like a turtle, you move like a rabbit
I pull out that ratchet, they come for my cabbage
They tap in with me like they type in a tablet
How many n*ggas is really legit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
How many n*ggas is really the sh*t?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
[Chorus: Rich The Kid & IDK]
Fell asleep in the trap
How I woke up in Paris?
Pullin' up in that Spyder
Got these n*ggas embarrassed (Ayy)
Play with me
I got a shooter, he stay with me
None of them b*tches gon lay with me
Street credit on 804
But I'm tryna get 850
Fell asleep in the trap
How I woke up in Paris?
Pullin' up in that Spyder
Got these n*ggas embarrassed (Ayy)
Play with me
I got a shooter, he stay with me
None of them b*tches gon lay with me
Street credit on 804
But I'm tryna get 850