Top Dollar (feat. Wassko)

اخت شرموطة يلا يلا Too much on my mind don't distract me now Too little time, don't distract me now It's getting too tight, don't distract me now I'm on my grind, don't distract me now I got too much Drama I got too many commas I got too many dollars Put that word on my mama I got too many Problems Finna blow up like Osama Bitch I am Top Dollar Put that word on my mama Run it back We went through a lot for this shit On top of the world we don't mix it with free stacks Just let them bleed out like a wrist I may sound violent, but don't mind me I come across cocky you gotta side with No feeding your energy it can't serve me Don't need me a crew when I slide on ya When I slide Don't confine me with nothing I take these percussions and turn em' to trouble We tap on your head then the bitch you be fucking I tried to be nice it don't work with you fuckers I may come around and then put you in muzzles The patience is dead and it's time for the hustle We'll take what you got and then make it redouble Double Up Stick to the back of dip, seize that Impaired with telepathy I see how you move on a grip, leave that Head back with the centerpiece Jesus please, if we speak for real I need some peace, I need to chill Too many miles all my senses real So much drama I might need a pill I got too much Drama I got too many comas I got too many dollars Put that word on my mama I got too many Problems Finna blow up like Osama Bitch I am Top Dollar Put that word on my mama WAIT Pull up in a Bentley pull up in a foreign Pull up with Stacey I pull up with Lauren Drilling this bitch like I'm Fivio Foreign Fuck all that talking it's getting real boring Tats on body they making her horny Drunk outta her mind she sipping on fortys Making her wet every time I'm performing One night stand leave that ting in the morning Wait I got too many racks in the safe Hit a bitch from the back in the back of the wraith I'm grinding baby you know I don't play Get what I want what I want is what I take I'm sorry babe I'm just being honest Can't make time for you, can't make no promise 5"8 tall but I'm balling like Giannis Too much on my mind with too little time Baby I've been getting real high Baby take a look in my eyes I won't tell you no lies No Lies YEAH I got too much Drama I got too many comas I got too many dollars Put that word on my mama I got too many Problems Finna blow up like Osama Bitch I am Top Dollar Put that word on my mama