Top Drop ft. DUNZA Lyrics

Ye

Toronto, where you at?

Ahh

Ye, ridin' around doin' all dem kinda thangs

Aaha, got them top drops

Toronto here we go

Said I'm hungry for the game

Hungry I'm insane

And all this shit goes to my brain

Thinkin' bout how I can see the fame

Comin' to the top, never gonna drop

I play wit' your emotions

Girl named tosin'

Told her she will be my motivation

She's into chasin', into racin'

Call her the quick girl

Never gon' quit girl

Get on my level

I'm spittin' hot fire like a kettle

I'm crazy, not lazy

I'm rappin' bout my life

Haters ain't right

I'm takin' cold shots for the rest of the night

Don't it sound nice?

Shhit.. I don't know

I play wit' girls

But not everybody knows

Latisha, monika, sierra

All bodacious beauties

Wit' an ass so clever, brain so smart

You're like walmart

Anything I want, I take it from the shelf

I lay you out

I don't take you out

I just wanna ride wit' the roof gon'

Ridin' around Toronto, I'm puttin' down

I'm always on my throne

Always off the dome

And always stay put like a stone

Reppin' T.O

Cause it's all I know

It's all I know

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

When we ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

We got the boys in the car

Yah you know who they are!

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

When we ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

In the ride with my Top Drop

Everything we got

Yah we drop that top

I'm a prodigy

Ain't nobody stoppin' Me

My flow is ridiculous

Ain't nobody can spit to this

I'm sav

Since I had that first body

In the bag

No tag

Yah listenin'?

Slapin' babies

Out they christening

I said I'm spittin'

I'm rippin'

I'm killin' the flow

And I'm chillin'

Up hill

And she beggin' for more

What bout

Niggas ain't know

And they stop and they go

And that mary go round

And she takin' it down

Your girl

She doin' the splits

No gymnastics

Cause you know I'm sick wit' it

No clip when I bust on your bitch

Listen

Come thru wit' the smiffin

In the kitchen

Is ya listenin?

Slapin' babies

Out they christening

Like criss cross

My slipped ons

Get slipped off

Don't get lost

I'm the mail man

Can't you tell man?

My shits fullscale man

From day one

I had a crew

We had to do

What we had to do

To make a livin'

No killin'

We ran missions

Never had to cook in the kitchen

Remember when I had to slap your bitch wit the smiffin?

Cause she was listenin

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

When we ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

We got the boys in the car

Yah you know who they are!

This is how we ride

In the ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

When we ride with the Top Drop

This is how we ride

In the ride with my Top Drop

Everything we got

Yah we drop that top

Ayo

Toronto

416

We got it locked down

What you want?

Drop that top