Letra de Top Off - YNW Melly

(Feat. YNW BSlime, YNW SmokeDaLoc)

I've never seen, I'm leanin', baby, I won't OD

Ooh (Mm-mhm, mhm)

(Mm-mhm, mhm)

Huh, huh, hold up, wait, uh (Yeah)

Top drop, where your clothes, where your clothes?

Get it close, get it close, get it close, ayy (Get it close)

Nasty bitch, stupid ho, where your clothes? Oh

I want loud and she want lean (Lean)

I keep sipping on codeine (Codeine)

Ridin' in the Sprinter with them pistols on us (Huh)

All these freaky bitches tryna put that pussy on us (Uh)

Is you gon' blow? (Blow)

Ayy, if I take you out, are you really on go? (On go) Ayy

Fuck on my bro (Bro), ayy

Suck on it fast (Fast), don't you suck on it slow (Slow)

Get hit with the mag' (The mag'), ayy

Hop in a Porsche, huh (Woah)

Get in a Jag' (A Jag'), ayy

Fuck on your bitch then send the pics to her dad (Bitch)

I got the racks (Racks)

I got them racks (Whore)

Fuck on your whore, uh

All in her splat, like

He was in a gram, fuckin' on a Fefe

Now he out here, shootin' videos on P street

Thick bitch, she from Georgia with a super peach

She suck my Florida oranges, oh my God, she's such a freak (A freak)

Ayy

Huh, huh, hold up, wait, uh (Yeah)

Top drop, where your clothes, where your clothes?

Get it close, get it close, get it close, ayy (Get it close)

Nasty bitch, stupid ho, where your clothes? Oh

I want loud and she want lean (Lean)

I keep sipping on codeine (Codeine)

Ridin' in the Sprinter with them pistols on us (Huh)

All these freaky bitches tryna put that pussy on us

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, ho

Don't play no games, no

We keep them Ks loaded

Slide the opps with my bang bros

Turnt shit, won't change, though

Back out front with the Range Rover

Put it on your main ho

Uh, uh, uh

Hundred shots by the case load

I'm havin' steppers on the payroll

I'll give you what you think you came for

Don't need to explain, they know

I'll give this shit my heart and way more

When they see me down, it's gon' take more

I'll take my crown and catch a halo

Huh, huh, hold up, wait, uh (Yeah)

Top drop, where your clothes, where your clothes?

Get it close, get it close, get it close, ayy (Get it close)

Nasty bitch, stupid ho, where your clothes? Oh

I want loud and she want lean (Lean)

I keep sipping on codeine (Codeine)

Ridin' in the Sprinter with them pistols on us (Huh)

All these freaky bitches tryna put that pussy on us (Uh)

Huh, huh, hold up, wait, huh

Drop-top, huh

Where your clothes, stupid ho? Gotta go, huh, huh

Ridin' 'round with that .40, let that pole bust

I can't argue with no niggas, I do no discussion (That's on my mama)

When we see you, press that issue, you said, "Oh, it's nothin'" (That's on my mama)

Lil' nigga from the G, turned nothing to something (Oh my God)

And we too slime, they don't call us slime for nothin' (Yeah, yeah)

I was with my brother, cruisin' in that real splash

Now we in a foreign car, yeah, this that real Jag'

And I got my dough up, nigga, get a real bag

Put the pistol to his kidney, I'm like, "Give me that"

Just give me that, damn

Huh, huh, hold up, wait, uh (Yeah)

Top drop, where your clothes, where your clothes?

Get it close, get it close, get it close, ayy (Get it close)

Nasty bitch, stupid ho, where your clothes? Oh

I want loud and she want lean (Lean)

I keep sipping on codeine (Codeine)

Ridin' in the Sprinter with them pistols on us (Huh)

All these freaky bitches tryna put that pussy on us (Uh)

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