
2 Over the Top ft. TOP Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
But them same niggas won't spin again To see I ain't get dropped
Yeah, them same niggas
Won't spin again
To see I ain't get dropped
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked
Stackin' whips on top of whips
It's like a ferry in this bitch
All I do is tell my tale
And ain't no fairy in this shit
All I do is work my wrist
And whip this shit just like a chauffeur
Got no room for no more angels
Got two devils up on my shoulder
Custom barrel, Desert Eagle
I can't fit it up in no holster
Thumbin' through the paper
Like I'm checkin' notes up in my folder
Meet a fan and fuck that bitch
Before I even get to know her
Take her to the swamp
And now that bitch like
That is a nice boulder
I feel like Mr. Freeze
Cause every day
My heart just gettin' colder
Then I find me some new money
And that shit heat it up like Folgers
Paper comin' in in layers
Like an onion, I'm a ogre
You do the shit she tell you to do
She do what I told her
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
But them same niggas won't spin again To see I ain't get dropped
Yeah, them same niggas
Won't spin again
To see I ain't get dropped
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked
Don't start with me, I'm too lowkey
I been 'round them bodies
Since a toddler nigga too OG
I say no to violence
But my daddy really from the streets
I say no to violence
But my mama would've died for me
I done told my brother
I got demons, don't look up to me
I done put these stars inside my watch For my lil' son to see
I done took the car
Straight off the floor
Fucked her in the seats
Wudda done the verse
But he a bitch he gotta front a fee
Tryna up the score I'm knocking doors
My niggas spin the block
When I'm in new york
I'm with the boys
I'm pushing milly rocks
Let him flash his lights
Then do the dash
Cause he a city cop
Put this on my life
I was on a flight
When that lil' nigga dropped
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
But them same niggas won't spin again To see I ain't get dropped
Yeah, them same niggas
Won't spin again
To see I ain't get dropped
Niggas listenin' to they women shit
To see who gettin' cock
Y'all be wishin' I go missin
Tell yo genie he a flop
Niggas dissin' in my mentions
Sound like bitches on my top
Don't be bitchin' bout my mission
Lil' bitch, I'm not finna stop
Don't be sniffin' round my kitchen
Bitch, it's rocks up in my pots
I'm casual, the joggers
With the Glock and the Crocs
I'm too over the top
I'm in my wok, gettin' rocked