Top Down lyrics

[Intro: RJmrLA]
n*ggas doing all this big cap on the gram
All this internet flexing
Ol' busta ass, f*ck boy

[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Soft n*ggas be all tender, my heart bigger
Imma park member I charge b*tches for large figures
Imma hard di*ker she drink c*m and hard liquior
Going dumb we were celebrating young like bar mitzvah's
n*ggas ain't really in the streets they all pictures
Had that b*tch in the club all week she caught blisters (umm)
n*ggas on the gram dissing enemies
Never caught a body they in little league
Why you turnt up n*gga drop sum
Talking like a thug but you not one
Yelling out gang, ain't got one
Had that b*tch on fig engaged no shotgun ooh
n*ggas on the blogs with these cannons
We know you ain't Involved 'less it's candid
Been beefing with the law since I landed
You gon' catch a charge for your antics n*gga

[Hook]
You ain't beefing with sh*t put that blam down (stop playing)
You only beef with your BM you turnt down (you a bop n*gga)
All that recording yourself you a cop now (12 ass n*ggas, stop playing)
I still slide through the land with my top down
With my top down
sh*t, oh, my top down
Sh, oh, b*tch pull your top down
Stop playing my top down
Ah, woah, who on top now?
[Verse 2: Royce The Choice]
The number one n*gga overall
(Who's number 2?)
Me still like lianglo ball
In LA off the Chris gone like Paul
NBA reference to express a n*gga ball
Said no to more b*tches than you said Hi to
A couple of 'em is the ones you saying Hi to
No lie she had me off the dark I was high too
Straight nickle plate get you ate like a [?]
You blessed if I'm at you
MLK boulevard I need a statue Book of Matthew's
You the prototype if I gotta make an example
You done shot but not while they shooting at you
You practice looking hard that's a killer's excitment
Got his momma mourning when I let the monsters goodnight him
Out the 8
Prayed for cake but when oil, flower and egg came why you ignored the bait n*gga?

[Hook]
You ain't beefing with sh*t put that blam down (stop playing)
You only beef with your BM you turnt down (you a bop n*gga)
All that recording yourself you a cop now (12 ass n*ggas, stop playing)
I still slide through the land with my top down
With my top down
sh*t, oh, my top down
Sh, oh, b*tch pull your top down
Stop playing my top down
Ah, woah, who on top now?