[Intro]
Mhm-hmm (Top dog)
Hmm, hmm, hmm (Yeah-yeah)
Ayy, top dog shit (Yeah-yeah)
Ha, ha, ha (Yeah-yeah)
N***a my kids, n***a my son (Yeah-yeah)
(Tee)
They wanna be a top dog, they wanna be a top dog so bad (Can't get it in)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm cuttin' shit up
Walk in the spot and I'm fuckin' shit up
Get to a check, yeah I'm runnin' shit up
Act like a bitch and we gunnin' him up
New ALYX shit cost a hunnid and one
Caught him down bad, where that bitch tryna run? (Yeah)
Talk down on gang, send that bitch to the sun
Fuck with old hoes, yeah my bitch got a son
Just tryna fuck on that bitch then I'm done
Smokin' on gas, yeah this shit got me dumb
[?]
Don't say a word, 'cause I put n***as on
Walk in to Saks, gettin' different designs
Ain't claimin' that bitch, that hoe isn't mine
I walk 'round with sticks, he losin' his mind
Yeah, I'm with Lil 6, I stay with a .9
[Verse]
Haha, but I ain't a rat
Whole lotta G's, I stay with a MAC
Oh, you want a feat? Bitch, I'm finna tax
I'm shootin' from deep, I'm shootin' from back
My shooters discreet, don't know where they at
I pull up four-deep, we runnin' a flat
Oh, you want he smoke? Bet, we can do that
I stay with a pole, but I'm not a stripper
Fuck n***a get cut, ain't usin' them scissors
My pockets on fat, they unhealthy, n***a
I'm smokin' on gas, but still healthy, n***a
When I was down bad, no one helped me, n***a
She not tryna fuck, I'm fuckin' her sister
I got in my bag, then fucked up the system
I spend a lil' bag, just to get my wrist in
Uh, yeah
I'm the one started this shit, I'ma finish it (Yeah-yeah)
[?]
Suck me up, I ain't even tryna hit it
If you ain't even makin' money, better quit it
Fuck n***a caught the bullets like a mitt
I pull up, fuck that hoe, and then I dip
I don't got say the rest, you get the gist
You hatin', go to a bridge, and do a jump
I ain't the three or two, bitch I'm the one
Money so fuckin' tall, bitch, it can dunk
Caught a opp lackin', bitch, I'm gettin' [?]
Keep tryna take pictures, fuck a photo dump
Up the score, and the oppa bitches, four to none
Glock on me, heat him up like Florida sun
I ain't tellin' feds shit, they searchin' for the gun (Yeah-yeah)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm cuttin' shit up
Walk in the spot and I'm fuckin' shit up
Get to a check, yeah I'm runnin' shit up
Act like a bitch and we gunnin' him up
New ALYX shit cost a hunnid and one
Caught him down bad, where that bitch tryna run? (Yeah)
Talk down on gang, send that bitch to the sun
Fuck with old hoes, yeah my bitch got a son
Just tryna fuck on that bitch then I'm done
Smokin' on gas, yeah this shit got me dumb
[?]
Don't say a word, 'cause I put n***as on
Walk in to Saks, gettin' different designs
Ain't claimin' that bitch, that hoe isn't mine
I walk 'round with sticks, he losin' his mind
Yeah, I'm with Lil 6, I stay with a .9

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah