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• Artiste: ZayBang
• Titre: Top Spot
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Nigga, and I'm comin' for that top spot Ayy, bitch, I'm comin' for that top spot These 40s jumpin' out this bitch, these ain't no Pop Rocks Just made a fresh fifty-ball, I'm finna cop watch The gleek right next to the bed, it ain't no lockbox You better ask about my name, they got me fucked up And you could stay out my DM, bitch, I don't fuck ducks This nigga talkin' 'bout a fight and I got somethin' tucked And tell Foreign punch me in, I'm off a peach Crush Nigga, ayy, and let the bitch choose Clown nigga, all you missin' is some big shoes You told the teacher when my niggas went to skip school You handcuffin' on that ho, let the bitch loose You broke, nigga, you ain't never put no bag up A nigga push up on this whip, make him back up They tryna find out what I'm in, this the fast one I'm with the shit, plus a nigga got his cash up Could call Jim, he could get a nigga ten pints And we ain't scary, but I'm tellin' you, we don't fight We in the city, I ain't finna stop at no light It's three niggas, but on mama's, we got four pipes, nigga Ayy, bitch, I'm comin' for that top spot These 40s jumpin' out this bitch, these ain't no Pop Rocks Just made a fresh fifty-ball, I'm finna cop watch The gleek right next to the bed, it ain't no lockbox You better ask about my name, they got me fucked up And you could stay out my DM, bitch, I don't fuck ducks This nigga talkin' 'bout a fight and I got somethin' tucked And tell Foreign punch me in, I'm off a peach Crush I'm by myself, but I'm pullin' up with Draco Them 5.6s hit his head, where his face go? They said his flesh out there lookin' like some Play-Doh I think this nigga sold his money, where his pape' go? But look, ayy, bitch, I'm on some new shit These new whips, I'm pullin' up, they like, "Who is this?" You broke, bitch, you ain't never seen no loose slip (Ayy, haha, nah, not to lie to motherfuckers, I don't know what them is) Ayy, but, ayy, I got my cash right I walk past and got it slappin' 'cause that ass right I made ten just today, but this a bad night I'm sippin' juice in my section [?] Ayy, bitch, I'm comin' for that top spot These 40s jumpin' out this bitch, these ain't no Pop Rocks Just made a fresh fifty-ball, I'm finna cop watch The gleek right next to the bed, it ain't no lockbox You better ask about my name, they got me fucked up And you could stay out my DM, bitch, I don't fuck ducks This nigga talkin' 'bout a fight and I got somethin' tucked And tell Foreign punch me in, I'm off a peach Crush