On Top

Oh yeah

Yo

Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, man, I ain't got opps, I don't give two fucks

Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, man, I ain't got opps, I don't give two fucks

No, I don't need a reason to

The shooter's there if I need him to

Minimum five like three plus two

Whilst spinnin' my live when I'm breezing through

God bless you if I squeeze at you

Don't know you when they speak of you

Better cover that face like peekaboo

They'll strike man like Pika-

I might put money on my own head

Out there man havin' no bread

Yeah, I sleep peaceful when I go bed

From a young boy to an old head

I'm a big man but I got no dreads

Can't cause beef, then phone feds

Yeah, I can't stick around here too long

'Cause I gotta go Brum like a moped

Yeah, Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, man, I ain't got opps, I don't give two fucks

Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, man, I ain't got opps, I don't give two fucks

What dirt you done, what risk you took?

Throw body shots that'll lift you up

Won't throw one back 'cause he's too shook

Yeah, my aim's on point, if I miss you, duck

Pop champagne 'cause I been through 'nuff

Said I pop champagne 'cause I been through North

Come 'round here, I can show you tough

Said you weren't there but I know you was

Nah, I ain't got a care in the world

My bad if I stare at your girl

I run three households, ain't sharing a cell

Don't wanna go broke, it was scary as hell

Gonna get air if you air me as well

First things first, I'm here for myself

No other prick's gonna care from my health

Strapped in, I'm wearing my belt

Yo, brother, I'm safe, I pull up the tune like a handbrake

Flip that P like a pancake

How much P can a man make?

It's your right hand when your hand shake

I'm a big man, brother got mad cake

In portrait and landscape

Yeah, I ran straight to the bank, mate

You look pissed off, are you ag, mate?

Yo, Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, man, I ain't got opps, I don't give two fucks

Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in grey drop top, Jay's on top

Back then I never had shit but

Now I'm getting paid non-stop

Man make guap, still out here on the block

Can still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll around these ends on my 1's

I'm blessed, I'm blessed