Hadderz - Top Off Lyrics

Hit it from the back I'm a prime Mike Tyson
Do what I say like my name was Simon
F*cken' this bitch I don't care 'bout no boyfriend
Breaking you up you can call me a hyphen
Suffer my wrath I'm a psychopath
One sin costs ten shots you can do the math
Cut you in half, turn you to a fraction
Business comes first then I'll get me some action
You left a lame, I f*cked you better
Oh what a shame, you could do better
You left your main, left you up wetter
Dad shouldna' came, pay up your debtor
No face no case take what I want
No cuff no case stay nonchalant
Me and that bitch are one on one
Somebody call up nine one one
My dick, you should hop off
You broke, like a knock off
New benz, chopped the top off
Drive by, chopped your top off
Reload, take the lock off
Unload, like a drop off
Hit shots, like a pop off
Lay still, like he nod off
I rap it better, I spit it better
I eat sleep and shit it better
I'm f*cking better, Ice flooding better
Cars humming better, titty tucking better
I f*ck your bitch but I ain't cuffing never
She suck my dick got me cumming better
I f*cked your bitch and I ain't bluffing never
I f*cked your bitch and you do nothing better
I f*cked that bitch leave her so moist
I f*cked that bitch ain't a novice
I f*cked that bitch in a Rolls Royce
I f*cked that bitch leave you no choice
But to leave her
F*ck that diva
Pass that bitch like wide receiver
Bitch is built like ballerina
In-between her but I can't keep that between ya
Spending my moolah, All at the jeweller
Do the maneuver, Call her an uber
Bought me a brand new Richard Mille
Got an advance to get that shit sooner
Treat me like royalty like I'm a Tudor
I don't need any of that seduce her
Learning to f*ck cause you heard a lil rumour
Learning to duck cause you know I'm a shooter
My dick, you should hop off
You broke, like a knock off
New benz, chopped the top off
Drive by, chopped your top off
Reload, take the lock off
Unload, like a drop off
Hit shots, like a pop off
Lay still, like he nod off
I'm lookin divine I could model for Klein
She look fine got me staring at her 'hind
I'mma make you mine, imma take you fine dine
When I f*ck a dime she at minimum a nine
One glass of wine got you feeling sublime
Come sometime you can feel it in your spine
It's about time that I went n spit some rhymes
Lose track of time when I'm f*cken on this dime
More M's in the bank than Monopoly
You know that I love smoking broccoli
You know that I love when it's sloppily
Take you to dinner that's properly
'Fore she bounce on the dick like a wallaby
I'm getting paid, not anomaly
If this not a hit it's a mockery
The number one rapper that's honesty (on my mama)
I'm a pro baller like Lionel
Spiraling like he's a vinyl
Not feeling me that's denial
F*cken that bitch in her spinal
Beating the case like I'm Michael
I will not swear on no bible
Not if my rival on trial
I always know who to dial
Claiming the statement's a libel
Gone if you find that I'm liable
Watch out it's f*cken hornets
What the f*ck is that locusts?
F*ck!
They f*cking got all over me!
What the f*ck is this?!
F*ck, ooh
I need a papaya