| (Khris James, what the fuck?
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| Goddamn, VJ with another one)
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| Let’s go
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| Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo
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| We finna step up, yeah
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| (Mmh, that Lil Top) Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah
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| I’m really Top, really, I’m really Top, yeah
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| I’m really Top, hey, I’m really Top, yeah
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| I don’t want that top, yeah, it’s on, lil' nigga
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| I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)
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| I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can’t see in (Skrrt)
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| Up, got plenty racks, I keep that strap with one cocked in
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| Not even close with family, why the fuck would I want friends? |
| (Tell me that,
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| lil' nigga) Let’s go
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| Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I’m lit, alright (Alright)
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| A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent
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| I’m only twenty, can’t nobody tell me shit, I’m slime (I'm slime)
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| Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look
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| Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah
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| Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let’s go)
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| I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah
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| Just like that ho, man, I can’t keep nothin' (Can't keep a ho), let’s go
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| Lost my brothers, I ain’t friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)
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| I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)
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| Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga
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| The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)
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| But who want smoke? |
| I drop them bags, I’m quick to send it, pussy nigga
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| Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats and some benjis, broke ass nigga
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| Fuck their opinion, it don’t help out how I’m livin' (Yeah)
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| Let’s fight with millions, fuck whoever think I’m trippin', and yeah
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| I pull up black, and I see trouble, cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)
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| I’m full of Xanax, all my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)
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| I’m up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'
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| Got all my pockets filled with hundreds, doin' the murder man (Let's go)
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| The biggest boss, ride through the North, I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)
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| I don’t wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance
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| R.I.P. |
| Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them
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| Came from the bottom, they don’t even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's
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| go)
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| (Mmh, that Lil Top), yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now
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| Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah
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| Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah
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| That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah
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| Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah
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| Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)
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| I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah
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| Just like that ho, man, I can’t keep nothin'
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| One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it
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| It’s way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it
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| Do it and stop, Prada’d up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'
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| I don’t want to talk about that shit, this money my confession
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| I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Herbie
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| I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'
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| Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent
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| 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face, you think I’m worried (Yeah)
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| Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now
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| Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah
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| Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah
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| That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah
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| Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah
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| Just send my million through an invoice
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| I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah
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| Just like that ho, man, I can’t keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lil Top , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Still Flexin, Still Steppin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп