We finna step up, yeah
(Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah
I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah
I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah
I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga

I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)
I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)
Up, got plenty racks, I keep that strap with one cocked in
Not even close with family, why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga), let's go
Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)
A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent
I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)
Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron