This is a song about "Tank top"

In hopes to get on top

And it don’t stop

Cause i am at the fucking top

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

U scared cause i got a big tank

See i'm comin for your top

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

So ima cashin on a half tank

Celebrate the very day that she get past

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Working my way to the top

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

So take the stage just show me what you got

And i'm already at the top.

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop