This is a song about "Girls on the top"

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

And don't make vibrations stop

Block the pass, we on top/

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Fake niggas get cold-cocked, twenties on the stove top,

Top dollars and girls(do you see, if we just stop, we could be on top),

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I feel on top of the world

Long as she come to me first

You slide, im on top of the ramp,

And i ain't trying to land