"Top Shotta" lyrics

(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Go, go
(1204 made this shit bang)

We breed killers, fuck the reapers, blood spillers
Don't claim he is your brother if I ain't got no blood with you
Can't get his ass up in this hot if he ain't seen no blood, nigga
I'm official, ask the opps, got a body on every block, I'll kill whoever with you
I only fuck with Glocks and Drac's, don't tote ARPs
Free Pooh Shiesty, but I'm worse, the label better not tweak
Give two fucks 'bout this rap shit, I care more 'bout B's
I come from takin' niggas, throw his J out if it's cheese (Fuck it)
First day back up in them trenches, told foenem "Let's slide thru Princeton"
Beat up a V, that bitch too tinted
Got back for every nigga that's on my side, who you think that's winnin'?
Who you think doin' the killin'?
Dissin' in your raps, but I took your cuban, watch and pendant
These niggas bitches, it ain't never been no killin' without killin'
A lot of niggas felt this switch, but done brag up on attempts
A lot of niggas felt that Drizzy, long live King Drac'
Y'all know who the fuck was out there with me

Go
Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother
Go

Get a bag and fuck it off, 'cause this shit ain't none
Hit the Louis store and fuck up ten, I'm with my Bloods
Amiri shit gettin' played out, leave it for the bums
Up in Houston, fresh as fuck, pink house, throwin' ones
I think his ski might fall, I'm addicted to these clubs
Geeski showed me a different life, he did it off the love
I'm a top shotta, at nineteen I was way past a glove
Piss me off when a nigga try to run, stand there, take these slugs