On Top

Lyrics

[Chorus: Chief Keef] Rollin off them hittas, sippin on that lean [?] Lamron shorty, all the bitches one way We posted on the block, come through we let off shots When I be through with getting that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped Understand we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch, I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] I be on my grind, boy, boy im on my grizzind You ain't got mine, then somebody dizziying Higher than a bitch, man it feel like I'm flizzying And I'm Coolin in the trap, tryna get rid of Glory boy bitch, 061 and Indiana And I'm posted on the block, yeah I'm flexin with them hammers Name rings bells, bitch Fredo Santana Fuck around with me, man them killers they be at ya Reese hat it do, and I'm tryna get my bands up [?] and these niggas tryna handcuff Just fucked her face, fuck it, let my man's fuck The bitch don't wanna fuck with me, I tell that bitch she mean nothing [Chorus: Chief Keef] Rollin off them hittas, sippin on that lean [?] Lamron shorty, all the bitches one way We posted on the block, come through we let off shots When I be through with getting that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped Understand we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch, I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped [Verse 2: Sasha Go Hard] I am not the same, no, who the fuck are you? [?] niggas got it, so I got the coupe Timbs on, so I dare a bitch to think it's nice Blood in my ass, hood living in my life Real shit, I'm a real ass bitch Got a lotta enemies, I'm pretty, getting rich Shawty I'm getting payed, I swear there's no way These niggas stopping me, [?] blocking me Money is all I see, cause bitch we share the streets I keep war, cause these haters tryna bury me A young bad bitch, tatted up, swag on Real niggas kill niggas with the Trues on [Chorus: Chief Keef] Rollin off them hittas, sippin on that lean [?] Lamron shorty, all the bitches one way We posted on the block, come through we let off shots When I be through with getting that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped Understand we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch, I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped [Verse 3: Lil Reese] Money bitch I'm hot, ain't shit sweet you'll get dropped From a bitch I want top, everybody off them yops Couple hittas loading them Glocks, so please don't get shot Glory Boys we on top, either ride or get flocked 61st, thats they block, so that mean that's our block OTF fuck the opps, drop a 4 off in my pop Body slow like I'm off yops Sliding them thotties to our block [?] put me on top, all my niggas shooting them chops Tatted up [?] Everybody playing they part, broski nem coming up hot Shooting dice coming up hard Broski nem cracking them cards Catching stains going on lames, it's all in the game [Chorus: Chief Keef] Rollin off them hittas, sippin on that lean [?] Lamron shorty, all the bitches one way We posted on the block, come through we let off shots When I be through with getting that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped Understand we on top [?] put me on top Tell my bitch, I want top Don't play, bodies get dropped