Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Top Off, artist - Gunna. Album song Drip Season 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
Top Off |
| Yeah my nigga, we |
| We really pop this shit for real nigga, yeah |
| No cap, no rap cap |
| I took the top off, I’m dripping like hot sauce |
| I got drank and it’s clean raw |
| Baby give me that mean mouth |
| Hit that pussy like golf ball |
| I can do this without y’all |
| Caught a loss, I go loco |
| I go back to the traphouse |
| Break the bricks and the bales down |
| Cashing in and I cash out |
| Turn that shit to a stash house |
| I ain’t taking no handouts |
| Money calling, I’m en route |
| Them other niggas they been down |
| Blow a bag when I’m in town |
| They say Gunna you the best, I done went and got a check |
| I’m about to flex, it’s an Audemar Piguet |
| Rocking diamonds, I’m wet |
| I got water 'round my neck, I done start to worry less |
| Went and bought my bitch a necklace, Hi-Tech my fresh |
| Niggas sending me threats, I done bought another vest |
| I’m protecting my flesh, nigga pardon, my bad |
| Fifty fur on my hat, I’m havin' them racks |
| I could never get attached |
| Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now |
| I can take care my team now, I’ma hold my whole team down |
| Niggas hate, I don’t see how, made it out of the damn South |
| And I don’t even know how |
| 'Bout to pull me a Benz out |
| I took the top off |
| I’m dripping like hot sauce |
| I got drank and it’s clean raw |
| Baby give me that mean mouth |
| Hit that pussy like golf ball |
| I can do this without y’all |
| Caught a loss, I go loco |
| I go back to the traphouse |
| Break the bricks and the bales down |
| Cashing in and I cash out |
| Turn that shit to a stash house |
| I ain’t taking no handouts |
| Money calling, I’m en route |
| Them other niggas they been down |
| Blow a bag when I’m in town |
| Yeah I drip when I’m in town, I’m just tryna stay in bounds |
| And I’m milking my cash cow, Gunna came with his own sound |
| You ain’t stealing this flow now, blowin' smoke and it’s so loud |
| I been bringing these hoes out, Gunna get in his zone now |
| Eat the greens, salad, yeah, nigga still rappin' |
| Racks got me relaxin', bought me a gold Patek |
| Yeah I’m fly and I’m flashy, yeah, nigga we havin' |
| Tell me your profession, we gang banging active |
| YSL legends |
| Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now |
| I can take care my team now, I’ma hold my whole team down |
| Niggas hate, I don’t see how, made it out of the damn South |
| And I don’t even know how |
| 'Bout to pull me a Benz out |
| I took the top off |
| I’m dripping like hot sauce |
| I got drank and it’s clean raw |
| Baby give me that mean mouth |
| Hit that pussy like golf ball |
| I can do this without y’all |
| Caught a loss, I go loco |
| I go back to the traphouse |
| Break the bricks and the bales down |
| Cashing in and I cash out |
| Turn that shit to a stash house |
| I ain’t taking no handouts |
| Money calling, I’m en route |
| Them other niggas they been down |
| Blow a bag when I’m in town |