Bandchasindee4x - TOP OF THE CITY (feat. JankyyAntt)
From the top of the city this shit getting wicked got two glocks on me
I'm sliding with wiggas call out bump boy dem my niggas and you focused on a bitch
I'm tryna run up my figures stop showing them glicks you ain't busting them triggers
These niggas be tippin these niggas be hot glock 19
When I beat up the pot if you talking bout robbin
We do that a lot talking bout bustin we bustin a lot slide on a nigga
We shooting a lot smoking these dead niggas
That boy be callin ain't pullin no triggers said he want smoke he get sparked
Like a ciga I'm stacking these chips tryna touch 6 figures
We letting off shots lil nigga get low we stepped on his ass cause he thought he was bro
I'm gettin this money give a fuck bout a hoe and my bitch real bad
She the 1 not the 2 ran down with a drak and we shot at his roots
Got the junkie outside and they gon off the boot too many stuck tryna hit out the coupe
I'm watching that backdoor watch for the oop slime time bitch so we hit out the roof
I'm a turnt young nigga so load up the juice pop me a purp
Just to give me a boost shots start firing
I ain't calling no truce smoking that batman
But they calling me bruce load up my four and my bitch pour my duce
Uptown bitch and she gon off the great goose bullets start firing
That vest can't save you shots out the coupe and I gotta hood angle my bitch out of line
I gave her a strangle big compact and it's geeking to mingle dick in her guts
She feeling a tingle
I'm shooting him up turn that boy to a angle
And I fucked on her friend bitch told me I hate you I'm
Heating em up bake his cake like a bagel ima shoot at his knees make
That nigga unstable really came from the trap I ain't never have cable
Really juggin on the rip I ain't signed to no label I ain't talking 35 really got a kd
I can't love on no thot pass that bitch too the team old bitch crazy as fuck but
I knew she was green but her pussy was good dick all in her spleen
Bitch dirty as fuck bitch taking my cream
200 A line sippin on codeine 150 a line served that boy
Fake lean got a stick with some balls and it came with a beam had a fair gun
Fight got out the scene 100 a line come get with the green
I'm telling the truth and they saying that I'm mean
Hitting her back and dick in her spleen g19 it's the glock with the beam uh
We ok that car tryn spin it we on they block late night tryn fish
It can't pluck me cause I stay on my pivot
I'm scamming these niggas and running my digits
I'm taxing this hits tryn touch 6 figures walkdownsteppas
You know we them niggas he tried to run up but
I'm quick with the trigger call up meek that's my DH hitter I'm janky as shit
But I'm still a go getter he stepped outta line look
How we hit em he spinners in a car so look how we hit em
Written by:
Deon Hawkins
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