[Hook: Vicente]

We stay riding with the top down
Never subsiding till we in the ground
Got this game on lock
I'm never gonna stop
Number 1 never last
You gon see me at the top (yeah)
Never gonna stop
Till I hit the top
Keep going (yeah)
For the rest of my life
Till I'm seeing the light

[Verse 1: Los]

Yes I rap and I rock now
Prince of hip-hop now
Don't have a car but I got your bitch's top down
Dad I made it
I made it to the top now
And I'mma keep standing on this bitch till I'm knocked down
Music on blast still listen for the cop sounds
Made it to the studio, no more selling rocks now
I'm just playing yeah I got them cinna blocks now
Two white boys put the drug game on lock down
King of this word play
I ain't even got crown
Hit the club crystal fifty blunts of pot wow
I can't be stopped now
Tell em' Garry stop now
In the car with churchi
One button top down
Top down we speeding like fuck the state troopers
They can't play Los
Bitch you know I ain't stupid
All I do is sell
Cocaine and make music for Sicily, Italy, Denver, St. Louis

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Los]

And I'mma keep makings single until I hit the top
No more riding on the mound
Twelve years old pitching rocks
Tell a bitch suck my dick then lick the top
Boy I rap sick shit
You might catch the chicken pocks
And I bet my outfit will make you fags faint
Ninth Grade selling weed to my teachers and my classmates
I'm about my money hommie motherfucking class rank
We stay riding with an ounce of coke up in the gas tank
Stay riding stay shining hommie while you stay hiding
Hot sixteens metaphors and a great time
Wrote this song in two minutes
Call it accelerate
Rhyming while you're trying to impress with them little fake diamonds
Hit the club while people have it raining, its pouring
Need xanax while I write so when I spit I'm rap snoring
Purple weed purple drink slower than a tortoise
I'm about to pass out
Shit Vince sing the chorus

[Hook]

[Hook: Vicente]

You know we can't be stopped now
Headed for the top now
Motherfuck the cops now shotgun cocked out
Riding with the top down
Got your bitch's top down
Headed for the top got this game on lockdown

[Verse 3: Los]

Now we here for a minute bitch
I ain't going anywhere
All you little bitch rappers I will battle anywhere
Yeah they call me Los a.k.a. Mr. Never Scared
We stay riding with a pound of troll in Telpro wear

[Verse 4: Vicente]

Yeah we stay riding stay riding till we see the light
Whole crew popping bottles
Know we smoking weed tonight
Yeah you say you hustling but we got it for the cheaper price
Yeah we stay riding (stay riding)
Till we see the light

[Verse 5: Los]

Until I see the light
I ain't in no last place
Yeah they call me Los
I get cash at a fast pace
And a rap from the top of my heart
I swear
Give us about a year we at the top of the charts

[Hook]