Top 5 lyrics

[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
My lil baby es mi corazon
Off the liquor she just tryna rump
Yeah you that girl I can’t even front
Hit from the back, let’s go half on a son, like
Top 5 and I’m five you the one
To fye [?]
Grip on your thighs while I’m high of these runtz
Know you gon’ ride by my side never front
I’m on whatever won’t play by my b*tch
Don’t need an ooter I stay with that sh*t
[?]
Might make me a father, I’m leaving it in
Know I’m cautious to give you my trust, like
But that sh*t don’t be easy
I don’t care about those b*tches I f*cked, like
You make me feel like you need me
Pretty lil gangsta you know what I miss it
Flippin’ you over in different positions
You ain’t them b*tches you know it’s a difference
You my lil’ shooter you seein’ the vision
Te amo mami I’m all on your body
f*ck all them thotties you know they ain’t ridin’
Girl bend it over I’m getting behind it
Locked in for life, know this sh*t gon’ be timeless
[Verse 1: Amaru Cloud]
Pretty lil gangsta you know what I miss it
Flippin’ you over in different positions
You ain’t them b*tches you know it’s a difference
You my lil’ shooter you seein’ my vision
Te amo mami I’m all on your body
f*ck all them thotties you know they ain’t ridin’
Girl bend it over I’m getting behind it
Locked in for life, know this sh*t gon’ be timeless

[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
My lil baby es mi corazon
Off the liquor she just tryna rump
Yeah you that girl I can’t even front
Hit from the back, let’s go half on a son, like
Top 5 and I’m five you the one
To fye [?]
Grip on your thighs while I’m high of these runtz
Know you gon’ ride by my side never front
I’m on whatever won’t play by my b*tch
Don’t need an ooter I stay with that sh*t
[?]
Might make me a father, I’m leaving it in
Know I’m cautious to give you my trust, like
But that sh*t don’t be easy
I don’t care about those b*tches I f*cked, like
You make me feel like you need me
[Verse 2: DD Osama]
I just want me a b*tch to hold on my grip, like
See the opps I want her to click
I love the way that she movin’ her hips, like
No cap in the spot yeah we lit
And she do that lil’ thing with her tongue
In the bed we havin’ fun
Looked in her eyes I thought she was the one
Ion want no love I wanna rump

[Verse 3: DD Osama]
Now let’s talk real sh*t
I’m really top 3 but I’m at number one
Y’all be sayin’ “bullsh*t”, like (Like)
Y’all mentioning bro for some clout y’all some bums
Not gon’ lie I be [?] the dead’s
Can’t say no names but they stuck in my head
Like
What the f*ck they got me fed
Smoking these n*ggas they put me to bed

[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
My lil baby es mi corazon
Off the liquor she just tryna rump
Yeah you that girl I can’t even front
Hit from the back, let’s go half on a son, like
Top 5 and I’m five you the one
To fye [?]
Grip on your thighs while I’m high of these runtz
Know you gon’ ride by my side never front
I’m on whatever won’t play by my b*tch
Don’t need an ooter I stay with that sh*t
[?]
Might make me a father, I’m leaving it in
Know I’m cautious to give you my trust, like
But that sh*t don’t be easy
I don’t care about those b*tches I f*cked, like
You make me feel like you need me