top shotta

$200 fanta in a styrofoam

30-shot banana in my firearm

death to any nigga that i slide up on

supply ya mama with the casket she put flowers on

the don dada

the rude boy

the top shotta

ya ras clot

ya batty boy

go suck ya fadda

i'm bad boy

i warn boy

like big poppa

i squeeze choppa

release copper

ya bleed proper

yeah

empty out the clip till the baretta lock

circle the block

scope

see if he dead or not

7-shot.38

the lead'll pop

squat

squeeze with one eye open like fetty wap

and i don't really wanna expose you

i'm tryna be humble

but deers belong in the woods and not in the jungle

and you ain't never in the hood

scared them nigga's will trunk you

got niggas in your circle now that's waiting to slump you

right back on that ass

i ain't finish nigga

i will drag your ass till you surrender nigga

you sweet nigga

you fake nigga

you splenda nigga

pussy you ain't tough nigga

you tender nigga

i injure niggas

beginner niggas

i been the nigga

bitch i kill your vibe

shout out to kendrick

nigga

i watched the lox and i listened nigga

could've been the fourth member

but i went with jigga

send your niggas

i'm with whatever

let's get it nigga

i slide down your chimney like it's december nigga

pop off on sight

shoot up your sprinter nigga

and you ain't bout that life

so stop pretending nigga

and i can give two shits if i'm offending niggas

bitch if that shoe fits

that's who it's meant for nigga

i put the city on the map

facts

who the fuck wanna claim king now? bully back