G Herbo & 21 Savage – T.O.P. Lyrics

G Herbo T.O.P. Lyrics, T.O.P. Lyrics by G Herbo

(Hitmaka)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Smoke, its free
(Skip got the bounce, it go crazy)

Hundred racks on the drop
Pull up on they block
Poppin at the ops
Caught a nigga with his bitch slipping at the light
Heat got in his top, put em in his top
100 racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga that’s on G-O-D
Come get it cause its smoke for free
Young niggas they gon’ blow for me (G Herbo)

Hundred racks on the drop
Pull up on they block
Poppin at the ops
Caught a nigga with his bitch slipping at the light
Heat got in his top, put em in his top
100 racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga that’s on G-O-D
Come get it cause its smoke for free
Young niggas they gon’ blow for me

Hundred racks on a new AP
250 on a C-O-U-P-E, I put that on G-O-D
50 shots in the Chop
Spinnin through East like we playin C-O-D
Up a Milli I should be OT
Rich as fuck what got into me
I can slide through my hood iced out
Hop out, fuck my enemies (L’s)
Killer in me and my energy (Energy)
Call shots, that’s my inner G (My inner G)
I got killers with me in this V, shootin shit up like we in a V
Going crazy like A-D-D
Rappers rap like it’s ABC’s, and I can rap saying ABC’s
What they pay me to see

Hundred racks on the drop
Pull up on they block
Poppin at the ops
Caught a nigga with his bitch slipping at the light
Heat got in his top, put em in his top
100 racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga that’s on G-O-D
Come get it cause its smoke for free
Young niggas they gon’ blow for me (G Herbo)

Pussy got hit in the head
Don’t mention my name he got hit in the leg (On God)
Get out the car if you scared
We went through that hood and painted it red (21)
I don’t really talk on phones
We put you to bed if we find out you Fed (On God)
I got them sticks in the shed
The bullets is big they knockin out dreads
Pop out, rock out (21)
Savage pulled up with his glock out (On God)
Hit your bitch with the dick now she cockeyed (On God)
I got the juice like I’m Popeye (21)
I got the streets in the yo (Pussy)
Too much money to beef bout a hoe
We don’t make diss songs, pussy we score
Got to high now his ass on the floor (Pussy)
Never catch me on no sucka shit
I buy a watch for the fuck of it (21)
I don’t got time for the small talk (Small talk)
Shut the fuck up and keep suckin it (Lil bitch)
Gun so big, I ain’t tuckin it (21)
Fuck too many niggas, I ain’t cuffin it (21)
Got a big dog she lovin it
I know she used to niggas that on puppy shit (On God)

Hundred racks on the drop
Pull up on they block
Poppin at the ops
Caught a nigga with his bitch slipping at the light
Heat got in his top, put em in his top
100 racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga that’s on G-O-D
Come get it cause its smoke for free
Young niggas they gon’ blow for me (G Herbo)