Hit Yo Top

[Chorus]
New Chrome glasses, this not TikTok Shop
Twin might hit yo' dome, blastin', twin tryna hit yo' top, yeah
I'm tryna get some dome action, I'm tryna get some top, yeah
She came to my home, smashed her, left that bitch in shock
Did that drill, gotta switch that Glock
Shit get real, gotta spin that block
We worked hard, you wasn't there
You took off when shit got hot
New collab, Balenci'-Crocs
Who is that? I don't know that thot
You got mad, boy, get some guap (Get some guap)
We got cash, they ask, "How much?"

[Verse]
We got cash, I'm in a black truck
I'm with cash, this ho tryna act up, throw that ass
Nigga, this Raptor go damn fast
You ain't doin' that, better go to class
I'm sippin' red lean, make me laugh
G-Lock, red beam with a mag (Green)
Better off, left niggas in the past
GTR, swervin', finna crash
New YSL, I ain't get this from a thrift, bitch
That's a rental, I can tell, my guys don't take no lifts
Flip the bricks, this trap gon' jump, my niggas don't take no shifts (This, that)
When I walk around in LA, my niggas don't take no shit
Yeah, my niggas don't take no shit
What's that line? Niggas ain't really tryna hit (Yeah)
Nah, my nigga can't trip about a bitch
I'm in the high rise, nigga, that's out of the space (I'm in the high rise)
I don't do five-five, rock out my glove like a mitt
I been like top five, been goin' down for this shit
Nah, bye bye, I see an opp, then he hit
Do a drive-by, we hit his top, made him split (Ah, yeah)
I can't forget, like, what my momma said (Momma said)
"Stay dedicated, never fake and make a lot of bread"
This ho give awesome head
Damn, that boy play possum, dead (That boy play possum, dead)
He diss and talk instead
My brother push up, drop him dead, bitch

[Chorus]
New Chrome glasses, this not TikTok Shop
Twin might hit yo' dome, blastin', twin tryna hit yo' top, yeah (Dome, blastin')
I'm tryna get some dome action, I'm tryna get some top, yeah
She came to my home, smashed her, left that bitch in shock (Yeah)
Did that drill, gotta switch that Glock
Shit get real, gotta spin that block
We worked hard, you wasn't there
You took off when shit got hot (Oh)
New collab, Balenci'-Crocs
Who is that? I don't know that thot (Yeah)
You got mad, boy, get some guap
We got cash, they ask, "How much?"