[Intro]


[Hook: Boss Top]
Slide on your block, That 30 gone spark and smoke your top
Slide in a Jag with a Mac in the back Folk dreaded up
When we run up on you ain't no letting up
Bitch we 064 Boy don't play with us
N***as ain't on shit, got they 30's tucked
When we ride two seater fuck n***a we Thirty'd up
Way we pourin' lean ain't no waking up
You ain't making noise, You can't hang with us


[Verse 1: Boss Top]
Slide in a range, the gleesh go bang and change you up
Way we blow these bitches, ain't no waking up
N***as ain't on shit, they be switching up
Word he got that guap, I'mma stick him up
I just popped a bean, now I'm beamin' up
I be off the Lean, I be Reefer'd up
I stay with the nickel, I be Gleesha'd up
I stay in the foreign we be Thirty'd up
And we ain't no [?]
And I keep them rolls up in my pockets
Fuck twitter beef, n***as know what's up
I be on my block, I ain't worried but none

[Hook]


[Verse 2: Boss Top]
Fuck around gang these rap n***a's claim, they lame as fuck
N***a's ain't gang, We slide to them shows and blaze it up
Yeah you got that guap and I'm taking some
Tweeting like I'm dead, Like I'm scared or some
Got a lot of 30's and got a lot of drums
[?] gang gang'd on
Steady droppin' deuces til my body numbs
Smoke a lot of dope, I fucked up my lungs
If I don't trust my bros, I can't trust no one
Sneak dissing n***as, better keep they guns
N***a's running they mouth, boy don't get slumped
I don't drink at all, you won't catch me drunk
In the field it's real, so don't [?]


[Hook]