Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Top 5, artist - Kap G. Album song no kap, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Top 5 |
Ran me up a check, I used have nothin' |
She gon' come and suck me 'til I’m numb |
Good brain like she student of the month |
She say that that money make her cum |
Ooh, she drop dead gorgeous |
Crop top Porsches, drop top Forgis |
Tryna dodge police, top five gorgeous |
Icebox stonies, yeah I got it on me, mmh |
Yeah from rags to riches, met the baddest bitches |
Say they best friends and I had 'em kissin', I like nasty women |
We got perkies if you want that, she on that |
If she bad you know I want that, but I can’t raw that, mmh (no) |
Don’t assume that I’m your boo, mmh |
Baby lose the attitude, mmh |
I refuse to be a fool, mmh (ayy) |
Thought we was cool, what’s up with you, mmh (uh-uh) |
Yeah you a hottie, but I know you thottie, mmh (I do) |
Might throw a party, but you not invited, mmh (your crew) |
Look at my army, swear it look like Follies, mmh (they too lit) |
That thang poppin', swear it’s like hydrolics, mmh (Kap G) |
Ran me up a check, I used have nothin' |
She gon' come and suck me 'til I’m numb |
Good brain like she student of the month |
She say that that money make her cum |
Ooh, she drop dead gorgeous |
Crop top Porsches, drop top Forgis |
Tryna dodge police, top five gorgeous |
Icebox stonies, yeah I got it on me, mmh |
Walk down on it, yeah, yeah |
Nigga think he got me, that’s a dead homie, yeah |
Pop out with that thirty, hold on, uh, fuck a fed homie |
I be on it early, hold on, hey, I got bread homie |
Why my cup so dirty, yeah, I go 730, yeah |
Fuckin' on his thot, man come get this bitch, come hurry, yeah |
I be on the block posted up with that lil thirty, ooh |
Ice all on my watch, yeah my right wrist so damn blurry, ooh, ooh |
Run that check up, it’s a derby, ooh, yeah |
Bentley coupe, yeah, cost a birdie, yeah, yeah |
Forgiato, no no you can’t curve me, uh, yeah |
Beatin' up that pack, give it no mercy |
Ran me up a check, I used have nothin' |
She gon' come and suck me 'til I’m numb |
Good brain like she student of the month |
She say that that money make her cum |
Ooh, she drop dead gorgeous |
Crop top Porsches, drop top Forgis |
Tryna dodge police, top five gorgeous |
Icebox stonies, yeah I got it on me, mmh |