TOP TIER

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[Intro] (Jose the Plug) [Chorus: Damedot] The hair, the ice, the clothes, she top tier She on a plane, a jet, she gone, she not here She don't wanna fuck with cheap-ass niggas 'cause she top tier We don't do it small, everything we do is top tier Alexander Wang, she keep sayin' money ain't a thing She stay on a plane from New York to the MIA She be courtside at the games when the Lakers play She like a nigga ballin' like he playin' in the NBA [Verse 1: Damedot] Hair thirty inches, she got more money than you bitches House and she got a Benz, she hangin' with her rich friends She stay in designer from her head, even on her shoes Always gettin' ready for a trip, she be on the move She got different bags for all the days of the week She a dog, she a freak, Birkin bag full of G's She keep sayin' she in real estate, I think she in the heavyweight Fucked me up, she knew the way by heart on the interstate Worth way more than a body, she gon' get this pape' No days off, she gon' chase a check every day Never worry 'bout what they be sayin' on the internet Ain't new to this, she been a threat Got racks and her jewelry wet Can't believe this bitch just pulled up on me in a Maybach truck And she had the blicky on her side, ain't even mad at you I'm one of them niggas if you fine, I'ma Cash App you You one of them niggas, if she see you, she gon' laugh at you [Chorus: Damedot] The hair, the ice, the clothes, she top tier She on a plane, a jet, she gone, she not here She don't wanna fuck with cheap-ass niggas 'cause she top tier We don't do it small, everything we do is top tier Alexander Wang, she keep sayin' money ain't a thing She stay on a plane from New York to the MIA She be courtside at the games when the Lakers play She like a nigga ballin' like he playin' in the NBA [Verse 2: Coach Joey] Gucci, Louis, Givenchy, I'm proud of you Girl called me daddy, I called her baby, I should've followed you Broke niggas disgust her, in her DMs, she won't respond to you And yeah, we keep it P, she got a man, but she mines too Lil' bitch, she 5'2", and this lil' bitch fine too She got a thing for ballers, if you up, she gon' find you YSL and big Birkin bags, she got all that That pussy good, I hit it one time and had to fall back Rose gold bustdown, Cuban link the real one Wrist bust 41, yeah, she did the thick one She don't get in all that chitty-chat with these broke bums In the club tryna grab her hand, she like, "Uh-uh" She asked me if Pavé did my chain, oh, you know somethin' I know you got pape', you gettin' taxed goin' to Golden Sun If she ain't got mink Brazilian, then she ain't mine How you rich and don't know Kendra? Man, this bitch lyin' [Chorus: Damedot] The hair, the ice, the clothes, she top tier She on a plane, a jet, she gone, she not here She don't wanna fuck with cheap-ass niggas 'cause she top tier We don't do it small, everything we do is top tier Alexander Wang, she keep sayin' money ain't a thing She stay on a plane from New York to the MIA She be courtside at the games when the Lakers play She like a nigga ballin' like he playin' in the NBA [Outro: Damedot] The hair, the ice, the clothes, she top tier She on a plane, a jet, she gone, she not here She don't wanna fuck with cheap-ass niggas 'cause she top tier We don't do it small, everything we do is top tier Alexander Wang, she keep sayin' money ain't a thing She stay on a plane from New York to the MIA She be courtside at the games when the Lakers play