[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My lil' n***as hittin' shit like Top Golf
Flunky in the way, we want the top boss
What an opp cost?
Need him knocked off
(FOREVEROLLING)

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round the city with the top off (With the top off)
What it cost to get a fuck n***a knocked off? (What it cost to get these fuck n***as knocked off?)
My lil' n***as hittin' shit like Top Golf (My lil' n***as hittin shit like)
Not no flunky in the way, we want the top boss
What an opp cost?
Need him knocked off (Need him knocked off)
Clock a n***a out like he just got off (Gon' clock a n***a out like he just)
We seen your nose drippin', wipe the snot off (Wipe the snot off)
N***as better use they head 'fore it get shot off (Bettеr use they head 'forе it get)

[Verse 1]
I got n***as in they feelings and it's really over rap
You can make a thousand disses, ain't gon' bring your n***a back
I done served a thousand n***as and the streets can vouch for that
I've been stalkin' all your pictures on your Insta' and your Snap'
Do your homework when you slide, tryna find out where he at
No outsiders on the island, I promise to get him whacked
We don't know him, he get taxed
In the kitchen, gettin' it wrapped
Mind your business, my lil' killers'll come get him for a stack
I'm in traffic with my n***a, drive that rental like a 'Cat
Told him shoot it 'til he cramp, hit medullas through the cap
I've been provin' that it's facts, better do it if I lack
Told him shoot it 'til he cramp and then switch hands and double back
[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round the city with the top off (With the top off)
What it cost to get a fuck n***a knocked off? (What it cost to get these fuck n***as knocked off?)
My lil n***as hittin' shit like Top Golf (My lil' n***as hittin shit like)
Not no flunky in the way, we want the top boss
What an opp cost?
Need him knocked off (Need him knocked off)
Clock a n***a out like he just got off (Gon' clock a n***a out like he just)
We seen your nose drippin', wipe the snot off (Wipe the snot off)
N***as better use they head 'fore it get shot off (Better use they head 'fore it get, FOREVEROLLIN)

[Verse 2]
I got post-traumatic stress, all the n***as I finessed
All the opps I'm getting stretched, I'm not someone God should bless
I ain't shit according to a bitch, a street n***a at best
I don't check in, I take threats, I get extorted, I get pressed
Grab a unit, grab my tool and then redo it through the press
Feel like I'm still fighting karma from the problems I finessed
N***as can't afford to line me, once they tried me and they missed
We've been hooking shit to IV since they tried to get me killed
So I'm upset
Five grand on my head is disrespect
It's n***as I front action to that's five thousand in debt
So you talkin' 'bout a pound or two to send me to my death
Shot so many rounds at dude that he can't move below his neck
[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round the city with the top off (With the top off)
What it cost to get a fuck n***a knocked off? (What it cost to get these fuck n***as knocked off?)
My lil n***as hittin' shit like Top Golf (My lil' n***as hittin shit like)
Not no flunky in the way, we want the top boss
What an opp cost?
Need him knocked off (Need him knocked off)
Clock a n***a out like he just got off (Gon' clock a n***a out like he just)
We seen your nose drippin', wipe the snot off (Wipe the snot off)
N***as better use they head 'fore it get shot off (Better use they head 'fore it, pow)