[ Featuring ZipDaDon ]
Come on baby you know it's the top slap like
It's top giggalo like feel me
Can't f*ck for free now
A nigga need a bag for that
You know I hit em, split em, stick em, rub em, but I don't f*ckin' love em
First time it might be somethin' Third time we bump I dump em
Top slap, you know how he comin'
Don't get gassed gotta pay if I'm pumpin
Get nasty, end of discussion
You could f*ck with bro too, I ain't judging
Swear you can f*ck with bro too, I ain't judging
You f*ck around and catch me with your cousin
You get crushed but I ain't into crushing
Can't be the one I got thots by the dozen
That's tough, but so what
We just link in the truck
Then I get em drunk, then I skrrt, skrrt
Gotta get to the bucks
You could already guess that we f*cked
All these hoes like Brissp, lick it up
I be like chill boo I just had lunch
Just cause you gave spits, I ain't doin' that shit
Like I on't already know that niggas hit it up
F*ck that I'ma go live it up
Link your sis cause I'm tryna mix it up
Slide like Omarion tryna get a touch
Ain't Barry but I can't get enough
Hit that, uh, she need a tombstone
Don't got types, I need a two-tone Hoes in the trap it look like a group home
She tryna cuff but we don't do those
All these freak hoes boost my ego
Why I'ma cuff me a treesh hoe
Now for nothin', this ain't that
And I'll be forever trappin'
Two rounds, she ain't lastin
And I ain't cappin'
And I ain't jokin
Said you ain't smokin'
Bitch throw this perc back
Say ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Listen, real Top Jigga Lo shit, baby
You know I whip em, pick em, never pick em up
I just breeze and skip em
Top Jig with a lot of bitches
Cause of that end a lot of friendships
Big pimpin', not a simp nigga
Walk in and I got a limp with it Coffee cakes got a lot of big ones
That's your sister, it's hard to pick one
Zip too clean, gotta keep ya distant
Rock a perm just to keep the image
Too hot, do the bop, I'm on the way
Hit the dance from Love don't cost a thing
Top giggalo
Just know that zip can zip a O
Hit it, give & go
Then go get a nasty from a ho
Just saying though, that's just how it goes
High five, might two-time, a treesh
Muahh, Bon appetite
Hoes Go wild, gotta keep him off the leash, like
Gotta get em off the streets
And she see the chain hang
After the hang time
Start screamin' out, gang, gang I'm pops from the Wayne's Bros
I wanna bang, bang, like
F*ck it, f*ck her, I don't miss him
I still leave what I came with
Said y'all twins, is that your sister or that a doppelganger
Might pull up off dead that
She getting head cracked
And since you like drivin' the boat
Just open your mouth, bitch
And just hold your head back
Say ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Like ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Say ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Like ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
