Mike Mutz - Ciroc

I'm going to straight to the top
As long as they cop
Diddy bop n pour Ciroc
Shawty give wop off the wok
Really I rock
I'm going to straight to the top
You can't handle these hands
I'm throwing them bands
This something u can't understand
I fuck on your girl
Now I'm her mans
Only to her
Last night was a blur

Blurry my vision I'm walking n Fallin
Your shawty be trippin she stalkin n callin
Don't hit my phone when u buggin
Bitch I've been grindin not gunnin
Homie don't step to my youngin
Bang w my blood and it's over you done
Came from the mud the come up wasn't fun
When all said n done imma shine like a star
I need them shits on the roof of my car

Not in a wraith
But a star in my whip
Scene wasn't safe
So I'm taking a trip
I gotta get out of town
How did I run of loud
How did he shoot w no sound
Silence can kill n so can the love
Violence is real just like her bunz
I cannot fuck w no fake
I just need money to make
Dollars to count
I put you down for the count
Then run up ya swipe till it's out
Cause I need the money to live my dreams
But No one believe in dreams
I'm skimpin decievin feens
Just to go straight to the top
Just to show u that there's more to hip hop
Just to show u that I'm never gon stop
I need my belaire Champagne on the rocks

I'm going to straight to the top
As long as they cop
Diddy bop n pour Ciroc
Shawty give wop off the wok
Really I rock
I'm going to straight to the top
You can't handle these hands
I'm throwing them bands
This something u can't understand
I fuck on your girl
Now I'm her mans
Only to her
Last night was a blur

Blurry my vision I'm walking n Fallin
Your shawty be trippin she stalkin n callin
Don't hit my phone when u buggin
Bitch I've been grindin not gunnin
Homie don't step to my youngin
Bang w my blood and it's over you done
Came from the mud the come up wasn't fun
When all said n done imma shine like a star
I need them shits on the roof of my car

No chase henny shot stomach like lava
Can't roll a spliff with no grabba
Bitches stay woke w no Java
Rocking Gucci no Prada
Girl like madonna
So fly Id top her
But she ain't gon get that
Shawty leanin pass my tech back
Na
Bitch I go hard without drippen
Dopey in my pack it's flipping
Pack like a crack in the street got you trippin
Bitch I been mike Dre's pippen
Going thru ya mix that's a lot of track skippin
Never tried to fit in
Best off the top or written
In bed got gymnast submitten
Got her legs behind her head while she giving me some head
Upside down got her dead
Off a drug not a med
Neck twist crazy bend
Shawty far from a friend
We living in the moment but I'll make it to the end
We gon make it to the end cause im

I'm going to straight to the top
As long as they cop
Diddy bop n pour Ciroc
Shawty give wop off the wok
Really I rock
I'm going to straight to the top
You can't handle these hands
I'm throwing them bands
This something u can't understand
I fuck on your girl
Now I'm her mans
Only to her
Last night was a blur

Blurry my vision I'm walking n Fallin
Your shawty be trippin she stalkin n callin
Don't hit my phone when u buggin
Bitch I've been grindin not gunnin
Homie don't step to my youngin
Bang w my blood and it's over you done
Came from the mud the come up wasn't fun
When all said n done imma shine like a star
I need them shits on the roof of my car

Written by:
Mike Mutz

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