letra de top & shit (feat. m4getemgone - tanasohunnit
tanasohunnit [verse 1]
stay out the mix if you ain’t in it
if we spin we want yo head
you know la brudda out his top and if we spin b-tch that’s ya head
lil nasty hoe just in the mix and brudda almost took her head
and if her brudda get out his top go tell dat b-tch i want his dreads
m4getemgone [verse 2]
say he slimey what’s dat bout?
come in pull up till yo house
dropping 40 at yo door no white flags no copping out
diking b-tch up in dat mix a sn-tch a dread when i be out
oh he playing with my money?
watch me show up at his house
tanasohunnit [verse 3]
i want went broke that’s thru the drought but when i’m up get off my d-ck
i heard la bro was talking sh-t watch four come bap him with dat b-tch
m4getemgone [verse 4]
on dat drink i’m goin fed got me turnt up to the max
i just throw me back at perk plus a 200 i’m on act
tanasohunnit [verse 5]
he be bucking on them pills but when he sober he gone squill
m4getemgone [verse 6]
me and bro come thru with mops turn to a pack that’s vacuum seal
tanasohunnit [verse 7]
see we be focus we this sh-t i told lil four come grab the wheel
hold dat b-tch steady for minute he gone drop that’s on the real
m4getemgone [verse 8]
four o stuff off in my draws if it shoot this
b-tch gon k!ll
bad b-tch up on my phone
bounce dat as i know it’s real
ass fat up in them thongs
throw it back hit from the rear
four be duck off in dat field but when he out know it’s a k!ll
i told big brudda one more time beat too hard gotta go in
i just threw me back a bar
perky five’s kicking in
plus two 200 on two half’s that’s a whole f-cking ten
pistol gripping pistol banging k!ll his whole f-cking ken
tanasohunnit [verse 9]
k!ll his whole f-cking family yeah we gon get em’ and ken
feel the beat like how it move it got a groove let’s go and spin
yeah we put iron on any men yeah that’s just saying
and when it’s up it be stuck them lil b-tches can’t stand a chance
bro just gotta another gen
i’m feeling woozy in this b-tch i’m off the gin
and yo hoe she tryna f-ck me she keep pulling on my pants
i ain’t trippin i’mma player imma let her eat dat man
m4getemgone [verse 10]
f-ck it let her eat dat d-ck
i be out my top and sh-t
n-gga play gon gun him down we come thru with mops and sticks
full drugs on pills and gas this sh-t got me flying on shhh
n-gga know i’m muddy man you can get your brain spill
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