"Top 5 (Freestyle)" lyrics
Ayy, Genius, give 'em that flood, fool
(D.A.)
[Verse]
Huh, Kodak free, tell that nigga holla at me (Yeah)
They say I'm the one like they threw a dollar at me (What?)
Good dick and Louie V'll probably make her happy
Shawty blowin' up my phone, sorry, bitch, I'm not the papi
Everywhere I go you know it's on me, huh, strappy (Strappy)
Shawty got a ass, told her sit it on my lappy (What?)
Love & Hip Hop, baby, nah, this ain't Scrappy (Nah)
Hundred-K on me, this is why my jeans saggy (Woo)
Pussy good, please don't make me wait, huh, Shaggy (Shaggy)
Ass shots finally wearin' off, uh, saggy (Ew)
Cut the bitch off, let her go, don't nag me (Uh)
Shawty spreadin' lies on me 'cause she can't have me (Bitch)
I got niggas countin' on me, you can't count me out
You ever seen a half a mill'? Watch me count it out
Internet gangstas, fuck what they talkin' 'bout
How the fuck you hatin' and you tweetin' from your mama couch? (What?)
Yeah, hottest in Atlanta, uh, big dawg
Uh, you niggas some clowns, uh, Jigsaw (Woo)
Caught a Glock, Dion Sanders get you picked off (Bah)
Her pussy smell like fish sticks, now my dick soft (Ho)
Shout out Drake, shout out Ye, shout out Rick Ross (What up?)
How the fuck is you gon' win if you ain't took a loss? (What?)
Got a bitch that like a bitch and they both mine (Both)
The only nigga here in the city with no co-sign (Yeah)
Niggas tryna ride my wave, I'm on the coast line (Skrrt)
When I step up on that stage you know it's showtime (Showtime)
I can't choose between the two because y'all both fine (Yeah)
Niggas hatin' but I been the GOAT the whole time (GOAT)
Forth and inches, goin' for it on the goal line (Huh)
Since you still on my nuts, boy, you can hold mine (Hold mine)
Rollie flooded on my wrist, that's a gold mine (Shee)
I already wiped the bullets, let me load mine (Bah)
Why they only blog when you on that clown shit? (Clown shit)
All these bitches mad 'cause I got a down bitch (Down bitch)
Block me, unfollow me, that's the same thing (What?)
But you part of my collection, baby, bang-bang (Bang-bang)
Yeah, yeah, free my niggas in the chain gang (Chain gang)
Yeah, yeah, man, I hate how they did Wayne (Did Wayne)
Yeah, yeah, this the new school Dedication (What?)
Big white tees, Rap City in the basement (Ooh)
Whack niggas tryin' hard but you can't replace it (Ooh)
I done smoked a whole ounce, now I'm levitatin' (What?)
Just popped a half, you can say I'm medicatin' (Ah)
Appreciate the fans, I can see y'all stayed patient (Yeah)
Real one, K.I.S.S. four, Slumlord two (Two)
SZA flow, boot up and this for you (You)
I'm tired of whack label niggas, please don't even call (Call)
It ain't my fault that shhh dropped the ball (Ooh)
They say my last hit was Comfortable
Sittin' in a million dollar mansion and I'm comfortable (What?)
She tired of that nigga, told herm "Fuck with your boy" (Boy)
Knowin' you a lame and I don't fuck you with you, boy (What?)
When you was down bad did they fuck with you, boy? (Nah)
Hell nah, they ran out of luck with your boy (Ooh)
Million dollar plays, yeah, I struck with my boy (Yeah)
Let you count my money, add it up for the boy (Boy)
Tell Akademiks he should post me on his site (Site)
Countin' up a mill', facin' blunts with the wife (Wife)
Shout out World Star but they don't ever wanna post me (Woo)
I just wanna know the problem, I'm just bein' nosey (Yeah)
I'm just tryna score, they tryna block it like a goalie (Goalie)
Niggas in the comments and they barely even know me (Know me)
All these niggas shrimps, you belong inside a hoagie (Hoagie)
Feel like Allen I, Michael Jordan couldn't even hold me (Hold me)
The last two years I been buildin' up slowly (Slowly)
All my fans bare with me, ha, Yogi (Yogi)
Daughter on the way, gotta stack them raviolis ('Iolis)
Rare Sound 'bout to drop soon, holy moly (Holy moly)
Yeah
Rare Sound
(D.A.)
[Verse]
Huh, Kodak free, tell that nigga holla at me (Yeah)
They say I'm the one like they threw a dollar at me (What?)
Good dick and Louie V'll probably make her happy
Shawty blowin' up my phone, sorry, bitch, I'm not the papi
Everywhere I go you know it's on me, huh, strappy (Strappy)
Shawty got a ass, told her sit it on my lappy (What?)
Love & Hip Hop, baby, nah, this ain't Scrappy (Nah)
Hundred-K on me, this is why my jeans saggy (Woo)
Pussy good, please don't make me wait, huh, Shaggy (Shaggy)
Ass shots finally wearin' off, uh, saggy (Ew)
Cut the bitch off, let her go, don't nag me (Uh)
Shawty spreadin' lies on me 'cause she can't have me (Bitch)
I got niggas countin' on me, you can't count me out
You ever seen a half a mill'? Watch me count it out
Internet gangstas, fuck what they talkin' 'bout
How the fuck you hatin' and you tweetin' from your mama couch? (What?)
Yeah, hottest in Atlanta, uh, big dawg
Uh, you niggas some clowns, uh, Jigsaw (Woo)
Caught a Glock, Dion Sanders get you picked off (Bah)
Her pussy smell like fish sticks, now my dick soft (Ho)
Shout out Drake, shout out Ye, shout out Rick Ross (What up?)
How the fuck is you gon' win if you ain't took a loss? (What?)
Got a bitch that like a bitch and they both mine (Both)
The only nigga here in the city with no co-sign (Yeah)
Niggas tryna ride my wave, I'm on the coast line (Skrrt)
When I step up on that stage you know it's showtime (Showtime)
I can't choose between the two because y'all both fine (Yeah)
Niggas hatin' but I been the GOAT the whole time (GOAT)
Forth and inches, goin' for it on the goal line (Huh)
Since you still on my nuts, boy, you can hold mine (Hold mine)
Rollie flooded on my wrist, that's a gold mine (Shee)
I already wiped the bullets, let me load mine (Bah)
Why they only blog when you on that clown shit? (Clown shit)
All these bitches mad 'cause I got a down bitch (Down bitch)
Block me, unfollow me, that's the same thing (What?)
But you part of my collection, baby, bang-bang (Bang-bang)
Yeah, yeah, free my niggas in the chain gang (Chain gang)
Yeah, yeah, man, I hate how they did Wayne (Did Wayne)
Yeah, yeah, this the new school Dedication (What?)
Big white tees, Rap City in the basement (Ooh)
Whack niggas tryin' hard but you can't replace it (Ooh)
I done smoked a whole ounce, now I'm levitatin' (What?)
Just popped a half, you can say I'm medicatin' (Ah)
Appreciate the fans, I can see y'all stayed patient (Yeah)
Real one, K.I.S.S. four, Slumlord two (Two)
SZA flow, boot up and this for you (You)
I'm tired of whack label niggas, please don't even call (Call)
It ain't my fault that shhh dropped the ball (Ooh)
They say my last hit was Comfortable
Sittin' in a million dollar mansion and I'm comfortable (What?)
She tired of that nigga, told herm "Fuck with your boy" (Boy)
Knowin' you a lame and I don't fuck you with you, boy (What?)
When you was down bad did they fuck with you, boy? (Nah)
Hell nah, they ran out of luck with your boy (Ooh)
Million dollar plays, yeah, I struck with my boy (Yeah)
Let you count my money, add it up for the boy (Boy)
Tell Akademiks he should post me on his site (Site)
Countin' up a mill', facin' blunts with the wife (Wife)
Shout out World Star but they don't ever wanna post me (Woo)
I just wanna know the problem, I'm just bein' nosey (Yeah)
I'm just tryna score, they tryna block it like a goalie (Goalie)
Niggas in the comments and they barely even know me (Know me)
All these niggas shrimps, you belong inside a hoagie (Hoagie)
Feel like Allen I, Michael Jordan couldn't even hold me (Hold me)
The last two years I been buildin' up slowly (Slowly)
All my fans bare with me, ha, Yogi (Yogi)
Daughter on the way, gotta stack them raviolis ('Iolis)
Rare Sound 'bout to drop soon, holy moly (Holy moly)
Yeah
Rare Sound
