On Top lyrics

[Chorus: Rich Ash]
I'm at the top with the gang, it’s only us
You n*ggas finally got some pape', it took long enough
Paid the plug in Bitcoin, he loaded up
I ain't like the watch plain, now the Rollie bust (Good lookin’, Dnell)

[Verse 1: Rich Ash]
Oh, I thought a snitch-ass n*gga, forgot he said somethin' (You pus*y)
Made the easiest money my life this summer
He know his b*tch f*ckin', he gon' bust her head open
But she say this n*gga broke and he don't spend no bands on her
Just put the head on me, I don't feel like hittin'
A n*gga reach for my chain, he don't feel like living (On God, n*gga)
I’m in that big body and the windows tinted (Elade)
I got played once, I don’t get no feelings
You trick on b*tches, and they don't even let you hit (Ham)
Fresh as hell with a sixty-thousand-dollar ’kit (VS)
Before I be a n*gga like you, I'll quit
Wealthy tee on, b*tches like Ash rich (It's Rich)
f*ck a past tense, b*tch, I'm up currently (Right now)
It’s money on the floor, I'ma come urgently (Right now)
Right now it ain't a n*gga out workin' me (Right now)
An opp got dropped, ain't no point in surgery

[Chorus: Rich Ash & BabyTron]
I'm at the top with the gang, it's only us
You n*ggas finally got some pape', it took long enough (Yeah)
Paid the plug in Bitcoin, he loaded up (Yeah)
I ain't like the watch plain, now the Rollie bust (sh*ttyBoyz)
I'm at the top with the gang, it's only us (Gang)
You n*ggas finally got some pape', it took long enough
Paid the plug in Bitcoin, he loaded up
I ain't like the watch plain, now the Rollie bust (Ayy)
[Verse 2: BabyTron]
I'll smack you with the blickie with your b*tch ass
Zazas fallin' off the 'Wood, b*tch, this some rich ash
Unemployment slammin', lil' b*tch, I'm gettin' quick cash
Von Miller, for that lil' sack, I'll blitz that
Ridin' 'round skrrtin', lookin' like I never gave a f*ck
Guess why? Lil' b*tch, I never gave a f*ck
Hit Melrose big trippin', told him Jay me up
Ridin' 'round with that weed whacker, Gucci snaked me up
Ksubi jeans on, two chops, b*tch think I'm Korean
Hellcat, Hellcat, lil' b*tch, we gon' bring them Demons
Yeah, Mr. Up-Top, yeah, he gon' meet his Jesus
Fire Wayne like Lil' Wheezy, boy, I tweak with Visas
I'm with the reaper, he be creepin', hit you with a sleeper
Had a low-ass GPA but now I'm sh*ttin' on my teacher
Brought that pistol in the locker room like I came with arenas
Moon Rock in the Turtle Pie, let's take a trip to Venus

[Chorus: Rich Ash]
I'm at the top with the gang, it's only us
You n*ggas finally got some pape', it took long enough
Paid the plug in Bitcoin, he loaded up
I ain't like the watch plain, now the Rollie bust
I'm at the top with the gang, it's only us
You n*ggas finally got some pape', it took long enough
Paid the plug in Bitcoin, he loaded up
I ain't like the watch plain, now the Rollie bust
[Verse 3: Jugg Harden]
I'll slap your b*tch ass and your b*tch ass
It's some thousand dollar drawers with my rich ass
Lil' [?]-ass n*gga and your b*tch bad
My lil' wool, she got options, I'm like, "What's bad?"
All that gangster sh*t cute, I got my gun in
He tryna match a fifty round, let's have some fun then
Seen a n*gga run up dog sh*t with one leg
He got killed 'cause he was thinkin' with his one yeah
My brother pack of dog food, I'm countin' dog sh*t
sh*t crazy, I ain't 'member flexin' dog sh*t
I ain't playin' favoritism, I want 'em all hit
This Glock hold a nine shot, that's a small di*k
Brodie go up top, he be head huntin'
Thought a b*tch sharin' Alexander said somethin'
He got a coolant on the chop 'cause his head hot
I'm blowed as hell, spillin' Wocky on my lambchops
I just bought my b*tch an ass with the thighs to match
We got every straps, ain't 'bout to be no boxing match
I just talk about my life, I don't know how to rap
Three hundred twenties, ain't no loss, we make buyin' for that
(Good lookin', Dnell)