Lyrics Top Ten - Thouxanbanfauni

Top Ten

Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic
Got up out the hood together, we didn’t wanna' be boxed in
Fuck that broke shit, I put my foot down like
On my free time I be thinking about you daily
But I still keep it G, hoe don’t try to play me
Feel like Max B in 08' real wavy
Mind, space date with your bitch going crazy
Pimp my profile like a, like I’m pimping bitch
Get a big stick, A&R fifteen get your split
Split your wig, all headshots
Don’t even talk about it, after that don’t stunt me
Niggas be thinking that they getting one up on us, winning
But can’t run no one on ones because he get slam dunking
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic
I just wanna' treat you like a queen, like a princess
Turn you to a goddess like you queen of Atlanta
We was in Atlanta, Magic City you was dancing
Ass done, titties did, baby girl enhanced them
And we with the blue flame, yeah she an enchantress
I don’t go to a jugg, I’m overprotected
If I see a nigga touch you the wrong way I’m gon'
Shit get hectic, yeah Fauni wreck shit
Wreck shit, wet shit
Fuck with me, smoke a nigga down, bless him
Wreck shit, wet shit
Got a issue we gon' bless shit
I ain’t like these, ain’t stressing shit
I can’t be no simp on that simple shit
You a whimp on that pimping shit
Get popped pussy boy, yeah Wimbledon
Tennis racket, big stick
What’s all the racket?
It’s that big stick
Niggas duck, quack em' quick
Nigga try my bitch, that’s a death sentence
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic