Off the Top

[Intro]
Turn it up!

[Verse 1]
I’m talking my shit, you niggas is cap
I’m spinning ya block, and bangin' like Shaq
I be recording with Shot, he really hot
Nobody is hotter, that’s facts
I be up top, where you can get shot
Or if you snitch, you get left with a knot
You heard what I said
If you snitch, nigga, you get left with a knot (Uh)

[Interlude]
(Tylian made the beat)
Yeah, just a lil' freestyle
Von, right, uh
Mmm, uh, uh

[Verse 2]
I’m dropping your top, no convertible (No convertible)
You popping xans, I’m popping my gun
You pussy, I never even heard of you (Never, ever)
She eat my dick like a lunch-able (Lunch-able)
Baby girl, don’t you get me in trouble (No)
I’m on a whole 'nother level (Nah-nah)
Your body, I leave with a price tag
You keep on talking, you not even like that (Uh)
Pussy, I'm spinning your block for the night cap
After we spin, we spin again (Aww)
I’m doing my thing, I go to the range
I work on my aim, this is not the end
I don’t want no fame, you niggas are lame
I’m speaking my pain, I ain’t got no friends (Nope)
I’m smoking this gas, it’s loud (It's loud)
Shorty thinking she bad, she mild (She a hottie)
I pull up and shoot, like a point guard (Huh)
These pussy, they rip through ya tissue (Uh)
[?] friends, [?] the issue
You telling your [?] the issue

[Outro]
That's all I got, yeah
Yeah, more freestyles coming soon
You know, that's all we got for the day
I'm gone, yeah