Take the Top Lyrics

(Tell 'em, tell 'em

Tell 'em, tell 'em)

Ya-- I got a thing in the safe

Ya-- I got a bag fuller dank

Ya-- I got that shit n' it stinking

What the fuck you thinkin'?

I'm made of God, man, I cannot stop

No matter what it cost me

I ain't never wanna fall

Ya-- 'till I take the top

'Till I-- 'till I take the top off

At a drop off

I sent ya the dot

You still got lost

It's pretty easy to find another fiend

I don't need you but you sure need me

I'm greedy with my green

Leave me with my greenery

Could use a nice change of scenery

I got to, when I know what they seen in me

I'm a God too, A real G in my inner G

Ya -- so I came with a cadence

I'm considered armed and dangerous? That shit is outrageous

You got me confused, it's cool, I'm used to it

They exclusive, I get loose, I get looped into it

You saw me deep in the cut

So what, you seen me bagging it up?

No one knows, Nix knows

So I keep it on the low, my new devil flow

Ya-- I got a thing in the safe

Ya-- I got a bag fuller dank

Ya-- I got that shit n' it stank

What the fuck you think?

I'm made of God, man, I cannot stop

No matter what it cost

I ain't never wanna fall

Ya-- 'till I take the top

'Till I-- 'till I take the top

You fuckers sure talk a lot, huh

For a bunch of — no-names, have-nots

Who have not, well, done a damn thing since

I came in the game

And claimed a spot

Watched y'all fall off

One by one,

One got shot, y'all just flopped

I connected dots

N' I'm never the target

I'm ducked off, y'all plotted his death n profiting off it

I've been on calls with Sauce, Big Homie Flock, Raury

Though this was rooted in music, there's more to this story

The moral was to conceal if you carry

The cameras all around, Feds working on they miniseries

This ain't HBO this the cold case, the true crime

I stay low

I got rappers outta my bracket tapping me 'bout taxes

It's the hands I've shook, it's no wonder you can't grasp it

Ya-- I got a thing in the safe

Ya-- I got a bag fuller dank

Ya-- I got that shit n' it stank

What the fuck you think?

I'm made of God, man, I cannot stop

No matter what it cost

I ain't never wanna fall

Ya-- 'till I take the top, homie