[Intro: Biggs Don]
Top G in a Bugatti
Top G in a Bugatti
Mi a step inna di party
Cobra gyal a tell mi seh she want me
Yo

[Chorus: Biggs Don]
Top G in a Bugatti, hmm
We a step inna di party
Cobra gyal a tell mi seh she want me
Richer than di average so dem haffi look for me
Young and mi saucy
See di fat crown deh dem sensor deh pon mi
Have dem gyal a suck it, yeah, she nyam mi cocky nasty
Dem life yah maddest, designer gyal
She have everything suh mi pill har fi a rass mill, hmm

[Verse 1: Biggs Don]
Yes, a money pon mi mind, yute
An' a neva nothin' funny buck a tycoon
Hold a skull an' Jagg eh money dat we like do
You a hate cah wе nuh bruk like you
Richness, I choose, chеck eh hits, iTunes
Run eh road like shoes, waan one crown, but Tate mek mi buy two
Dem a figh, we nuh sight fool, rich from high school
Gone wid di leed, give thanks inna life, yute
[Chorus: Biggs Don]
Top G in a Bugatti, hmm
We a step inna di party
Cobra gyal a tell mi seh she want me
Richer than di average so dem haffi look for me
Young and mi saucy
See di fat crown deh dem sensor deh pon mi
Have dem gyal a suck it, yeah, she nyam mi cocky nasty
Dem life yah maddest, designer gyal
She have everything suh mi pill har fi a rass mill, hmm

[Verse 2: Biggs Don]
Sorry, couple brick a road mi a carry
Spend it fast cah mi have it, money nuff than lottery
Yeah, bad Clarks and Holli'
Mek yuh gyal after mi, bring it come, likkle baddie
Mek yuh man stress, mad him, wicked gyal, dem a di baddest
No dolly cyaan mad we after man could never folly (Never)
Tate, fuck it, cut an' leave it tragic
Sorry, mi nuh sorry
Stacking it, bank teller a we bitch
Flip eh money, dutty brick, top G inna dis
X a nuh king fish, spend eh money, mek it quick
Trap don, chop bricks, top chappa artist
Yeah, di dog dem a flip, fuggi fling a brick pon a bitch
Mek she start drip
Yeah, mi love eh life weh mi live
Hard work mek mi a count dem a brick, dem a brick
[Chorus: Biggs Don]
Top G in a Bugatti, hmm
We a step inna di party
Cobra gyal a tell mi seh she want me
Richer than di average so dem haffi look for me
Young and mi saucy
See di fat crown deh dem sensor deh pon mi
Have dem gyal a suck it, yeah, she nyam mi cocky nasty
Dem life yah maddest, designer gyal
She have everything suh mi pill har fi a rass mill, hmm

[Verse 3: Biggs Don]
Sorry, couple brick a road mi a carry
Spend it fast cah mi have it, money nuff than lottery
Yeah, bad Clarks and Holli'
Mek yuh gyal after mi, bring it come, likkle baddie
Mek yuh man stress, mad him, wicked gyal, dem a di baddest
No dolly cyaan mad we after man could never folly
Mi fuck it, cut an' leave it tragic (Sorry)
Lifestyle no cheap