It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,
Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop
On top of the game and had the whole shit flattened
As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Look on your page, you really think you're boss at the top,
We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob
Livin on decks that hit the top floor
Reincarnated bitch even worse than before
Reaching the top i lay my hand on the gate.
Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight
On top of the ledges now,
Bitches ain't around one thou
But i stay on top the game
Gray coupe, whip in momma's name
You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money
I'm on a rocket flyin to the top strap on to me/
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