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letra de top me - skoo god

[chorus]
price right imma cop it (yuh)
i ain’t jacking blood but i’m poppin’ (poppin’)
these b-tches, they know how i’m rocking
see i’m different, so they wanna top me (top me)
i ain’t worried bout her and her friends
they just looking for some profits
lil hoe get out my pockets
lil hoe get out my wallet (wallet)
price right imma cop it
i ain’t jacking blood but i’m poppin’ (i’m poppin’)
these b-tches, they know how i’m rockin’
see i’m different, so they wanna top me
imma f-ck her and her friend (yuh)
shawty gonna give me the sloppy (yuh aye)
shawty be all on my body (bee)
she ride me like bugatti (bee)

[verse]
told that b-tch i’m worth it like a louis bag
when i walk thru they like “who is that?”
my n-ggas got the pack and they be moving that
all about paper, you know i’m true to that
flexing on n-ggas and flexing on b-tches
i ain’t got the time to be doing that
she say i’m c-cky as h-ll
i think i’m confident but f-ck it i’m cool with that
(aye, aye, yeah aye)
sipping this drink out the double cup
f-ck a b-tch, cut her off, then i don’t hit her up
if you don’t like me, i really don’t give a f-ck
wake up, flex up, boss up, more (more)
no you cannot keep up with the score (score)
you a p-ssy, don’t run out ya jaw (bee)
i’m that n-gga, so f-ck what you thought
where the money, i’m knocking on doors (aye)
i don’t got time for the bullsh-t
f-ck out the way, they tryna stall
wake up, flex up, boss up, more (more)
no you cannot keep up with the score (yuh)
you a p-ssy, don’t run out ya jaw

[chorus]
price right imma cop it (yuh)
i ain’t jacking blood but i’m popping
these b-tches, they know how i’m rocking
see i’m different, so they wanna top me
imma f-ck her and her friend (what)
shawty gonna give me the sloppy (aye)
shawty be all on my body
she ride me like bugatti
price right imma cop it (aye)
i ain’t jacking blood but i’m popping (i’m poppin)
these b-tches, they know how i’m rocking (yuh)
see i’m different, so they wanna top me
i ain’t worried bout her and her friend
shawty be all on my body (bee)
shawty get out my pockets, yuhhh
yeah get out my wallet

[outro]
aye, yuh, aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
f-ck a b-tch, cut her off, then i don’t hit her up…don’t give a f-ck
aye, aye, yuh, aye

- skoo god

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