Top (Outro) Lyrics

I'm at your door, yeah, I'm at your door I'm asking for some more, yeah

Come outside, get this heat You gon' get hit with a 2-2-3

7-6-2 Poppin' shots at you, the 918 crew

What y'all gon' do when we take all of your loot

We gon' take ya house bitch, you is a mouse I stand over you, on top this tower, I been smokin' loud

I mean, I'd say that I'm livin' right (One more time)

I stand over y'all, on top this tower, bitch, I'm livin' nice

Makin' waves like a typhoon, yeah, but I don't use a device

You know my bars, they excite you, you know there's nothin' else like it

Pussy build strong bones, why your girl callin' my phone

918 for life my home AK round straight through your dome

Vests on, I'm bullet-prone

Vacation, I'm packin' foes

I'm ballin' just like a pro

Two-tone on me, icy cold, I'm mobbin' Al Capone

We gon' come down, we gon' slide one time We gon' kick through your door

Mask up, phone call, I'ma hit the studio

That's just all we know, it's us or them

And you know we gon' close

I stand over y'all, on top this tower bitch I'm livin' nice

I stand over y'all, on top this tower Two-tone, that's my ice,

Cartier my eyes

I'm flyin' with the cape through the sky

Damn, I'm so damn high

Look at me, I'm goin' for the life, yeah