Topanga lyrics

by

Che



[Intro]
You already know who it is man, it's DJ PHAT
Flyest fat n*gga you know
You other n*gga's is never competition, ya dig?

[Chorus]
Hellcat swervin' through every damn pothole
This b*tch tryna come back to my condo, uh-uh
I can’t even f*ck on this ho-hoe
f*ck it, I'm tryna serve him some hollows
She on n*ggas that talk to halos
n*gga make rookie mistake, we gon' paint him
Red, big ass cup just like Elmo
This b*tch want me give her a Telfar
Bullets, b*tch, through yo' lil' ass Tesla
Doctor, doctor! n*gga need check up
I'm flippin through money like Tech Decks
I'm boutta go have me some safe sex (Yuh)
Get a body bag, n*gga, who next?
Cut it, n*gga up racks, watch how you come at me
Ricks all on my feet, cuz I sold yo' jit
They say I'm ass, but they clone sh*t

[Verse]
Yuh, drippin'
Yuh, chillin'
Lipton, I sip Lipton
b*tches, these hoes be basic
They on some fake sh*t
Socks is Amiri
This b*tch got emo phases
I get cake
Doctor (Let's go), Doctor! He so basic (Oh yeah)
Ain't no chaing
Need no chasing
Fah, meet yo' maker
These n*ggas so lazy
This sh*t in Topanga
Like damn, DJ Phat, you be killing it..

[Chorus]
Hellcat swervin' through every damn pothole
This b*tch tryna come back to my condo, uh-uh
I can’t even f*ck on this ho-hoe
f*ck it, I'm tryna serve him some hollows
She on n*ggas that talk to halos
n*gga make rookie mistake, we gon' paint him
Red, big ass cup just like Elmo
This b*tch want me give her a Telfar
Bullets, b*tch, through yo' lil' ass Tesla
Doctor, doctor! n*gga need check up
I'm flippin through money like Tech Decks
I'm boutta go have me some safe sex (Yuh)
Get a body bag, n*gga, who next?
Cut it, n*gga up racks, watch how you come at me
Ricks all on my feet, cuz I sold yo' jit
They say I'm ass, but they clone sh*t

DJ, DJ, DJ, DJ, DJ Pha–
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