Top Now ft. Lor Bow Lyrics

Me and my brothers on top now

I'm just riding round looking for opps now

If he try to run nigga get shot down

I'm just riding round town with a glock now

Now that we up we can't stop now

Talk down on my name get you shot down

Family really all that we got now

Niggas already know we on top now

We on top now we on top now

Niggas already know we on top now

Ever since I lost my niggas I can't think no more

I've been tryna catch a opp so he won't blink no more

Ever since I lost my niggas I can't think no more

I've been tryna catch a opp so he won't blink no more

And no I ain't with the fussin no more

Catch a opp get to dumping (Oh woah)

Hop out we gone slumping him (Oh woah)

Make his body ride like a pogo

Bullets holes all in his polo

That's what they get for trying to fuck with woe woe

Now record that put it in slow mo

Did him dirty hit him with the .44

Niggas claim this and that but talk to popo

All these niggas keep saying that they gang

Whole time these Niggas ain't really gang

I swear to god man these niggas be lame

Catch a opp ima aim at his brain

I want the bag I don't care about the fame

Since he wanna be famous out his face in the frame

Put him on the wall let his ass hang

In the name of my brothers better know that we stepping

Catch me a opp swear to god ima stretch him

I'm telling you Nigga this shit can get treacherous

So when I catch him better hope god bless him

Me and my brothers on top now

I'm just riding round looking for opps now

If he try to run nigga get shot down

I'm just riding round town with a glock now

Now that we up we can't stop now

Talk down on my name get you shot down

Family really all that we got now

Niggas already know we on top now

We on top now we on top now

Niggas already know we on top now

Spin around town with them glock rounds

Niggas get shot think they pac now

Young lit nigga topped down in a top down

Know them shots loud

We gone pop rounds get knocked down

Niggas opps now

They was whole fans

Make nigga dance when that pole dance

We gone hop out in a old van

Since they think they hot let that pole fan

We gone keep clicking till that pole jam

Call up dotta he gone slide through

Leave a nigga red like a piru

Serving something hot like a drive through

Always talk my shit cuz I'm top 2

And I'm the top 1

Please don't try nun

Top 1 please don't try bun you gone die son