Astro! Archive - Top Level (feat. S16TEEN) Lyrics

Too much dope inside the trash bag they calling me the trash man
Had to cut her off she keep on asking where the stash at
If he moving wrong them hollow tips hit where his head at
She just wanna f*ck I ask that bitch like where the head at
Know I been a rugrat they know I been a devil
We just dropped another opp we made his homeboy get the shovel
You niggas see me at the top how the f*ck that boy get to that level
Got gucci printed on my jacket bitch gon f*ck because of my leather
I told these niggas I can't let up told these bitches I can't love em

Told these bitches I can't love em
Told these bitches I can't let up
Bro got popped like pick your head up
Like we skating glock popshuv him
Lame ass bitches I can't even trust them
You don't get racks so the hoe gon dub you
Say glo smooth in this bitch like butter
Ion want her cause that hoe is disgusting
Ion want her that hoe not to be trusted
We can just f*ck I don't need no discussions
I want that perc ion care how I'm feeling

I'm off this bitch when I walk in the building
All these bitches get lit cause they see that I'm in it
And my shooter so reckless might shooto ut the ceiling
I was running up racks
I was tryna get me a milli
I was tryna get me a billi
Got a sniper in the back
All of my windows they tinted
You cannot see me up in it

And my niggas so slime
All of my niggas so slime
All of my niggas so with it
Dunk on these hoes like MJ
Break shit down like it's MK boy you finished
Break that hoe off like a kitkat, everything I told her you know I meant it
Spend it all make it back tenfold
Niggas copying me call them ditto
And this hoe wanna f*ck cause I been on
Since a kid I knew I was the shit man
Niggas mad riding round with they bitch man
Try to run up you gon lose your best man

I might shoot that lil boy with my left hand
While I count up the racks with my right hand
I was talking to glo told them punch in
Told that boy take his time ain't no rushing
Up with the choppa you know that I bust it
Hit from the back and that lil bitch love it
F*cking her friend and I'm f*cking her cousin
She got a man but that don't mean nothing
Deep in the trap and I'm smoking on musty
Off of the xan when I'm whipping the cutlas
Sipping this lean and it stick like honey
It ain't nothing too important but go get the money