Top Off / House Arrest

Lyrics

Part 1: "Top Off" [Intro] Go, go, go, go, go, oh (Bitch) Woah, woah, oh, oh [Verse] Pull up stuntin' (Stuntin'), pull up showin' my whip off And I'm headhuntin' (Headhuntin'), tryna get bro knocked off Know I carry them sticks like I play Topgolf Tryna get rich as fuck and take the S-class top off (Top off) All of my niggas around me was on pop off (Was on pop off) Bet we won't be the first ones to get knocked off (Get knocked off) That big G27 knock his socks off (Big G27 knock his top off) I been thinkin' 'bout cuttin' my locs off (I been thinkin' 'bout cuttin' my locs off, woah, ha) You so special, you beautiful Waiting for you to drop the lo' I know you can drop it low We in that presidential I know you so comfortable Backseat, ridin' in an S560, I know you wanna take your clothes off Rollin' up 'Woods, yeah, back to back My nigga in a Hellcat, back to back We ain't ridin' no Scat Pack Only when we tryna catch a hat, yeah We in that fuckin' Demon, baby You know that she a demon, baby She know that she drive me crazy These fuckin' drugs, they got me lazy (Bitch) So much money, motherfucker, this motherfuckin' life so motherfuckin' amazing I can't even get my words out, know you heard that last bar, I'm goin' crazy I'm a pimp, he a shrimp Pockets slim, I'm him Bird business, fuck him Diamonds hit on dim Got rich on them My fade a temp I'm cold, no temp' My bitch a ten I ain't givin' no tips I'm smashin' off rip I'm stackin' my chips Pussy niggas get clipped These Roxies just shipped In the clup, I'm VIP Pussy nigga, don't diss Don't beef, just kill Yeah, she show her skills Daroo, we pour him And they GOAT, we pour him [Segue] (Bitch) Part 2: "House Arrest" [Intro] (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ax go crazy) Double R Bird business Fuck the witness, uh Huh, come get me [Chorus] I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest Fuck all these niggas, know I'm the best Clear the business, get it off your chest I'm just chillin' on bedrest Hit at me, then I'ma hit back Spin on us and we gon' spin back Give a fuck what you sayin' on that damn track Pussy bitch, come get your get back [Verse] Still on drugs, fuck the love, can't make this up, I'm up Spilled my drank in the club, niggas mug, so we beat him up If I was tryna fuck with your ho, she wouldn't be with you, thug Real diamonds, real clarity, gotta spend at least a dub I miss my brother Judge don't want us 'round each other Show up to court in my Louis Vuitton, I swear these people just hate on us Bird Business, no debate with us Too rich, you can't relate to us I'm on Roxy, not a school bus Can't get high around you, I show too much love I shed too many tears this year, lost my granny last year Christmas'll never be the same without you bein' down here Know some of these pussy niggas won't show they fuckin' face 'round here Man, fuck that shit that he sayin', he know that I'ma get the business clear These diamonds shinin' like a chandelier I get high after I pay my bills [Chorus] I can't have my pole, I'm on house arrest Fuck all these niggas, know I'm the best Clear the business, get it off your chest I'm just chillin' on bedrest Hit at me, then I'ma hit back Spin on us and we gon' spin back Give a fuck what you sayin' on that damn track Pussy bitch, come get your get back (Get your get back, ha)