Top Dollar (leak) lyrics

(It's such a problem, yeah)
(Slatt!)

[Verse]
Balenciaga, Balenciaga, striker boots
They all up on you (Yeah), they all up on you
You such a problem, yeah
You such a problem, hoe
You want top dollar? I got top dollar (Yeah)
Yeah, Gucci, Prada (Gucci, Prada)
She want it all, yeah
Feel like a diamond, lil' bih go "ah-ah-ah"
Yeah, perfect timing
Look at your wrists it's diamonds, girl
Just say you want me
I bet you know what's coming
Che, Che, Che, Che
Yeah, f*ck it, yeah
Scream my name
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Chase, Chase, Chase, Chase
Hit em' up one time, two time
Three time, four time
Your life, it's your life
Don't mind, don't mind
Watch you doing
Comе over tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Yeah, it ain't nobody elsе that know me like you do
I don't even know myself, and i'm still getting here
Like my Balenci' belt, girl put your hand right there
Just tell me what you feel, just tell me what you feel
They hate on Instagram, been swearing it's wherever I am
They think I'm just an artist, but no I'm just like them
You still nothing like them
Cutting off on all your mans, cause they not even real
Ah (ah, ah-ah) Ah
Enough is enough, enough is enough
I'm finna call yo bluff, just call a Uber bruh