Catch me with my clique but I'm still with my lonely
Catch me in my whip but I'm still with my lonely
Catch in with yo chick I'm still with my lonely
She'll probably let me hit but I still leave her lonely
[Bridge] x2
I'm off that x4
She Top God, (blew off Dot x3)
[Chorus]
Catch me with my clique but I'm still with my lonely
Catch me in my whip but I'm still with my lonely
Catch me with yo chick I'm still with my lonely
She probably let me hit but I still leave her lonely
If you ain't Get (get) Rich with My Homies
Sorry, then I can't get rich with you Homie
Sorry, then I can't get chips with you Homie
Stop talking slick ho nigga you don't know me
[Verse 1]
Jah probably stuffing up the Og
Put it in the Stogie
Rolled up and dipped it in the fo'ee
Know some niggas who keep the Rollie Pollie
Talk wrong they hokey poke ya
Well you know I don't condone it
They'll cool it only if know me
But you changed up so sorry I don't know ya
Met a chick she said she from the NOLA
Never knew exactly what to call her
One night I had to just call her
Told her, Told her she could just come over
Took her down never knew her name
And never seen her again
Bk off Act, it got him sleep
I guess he was just acting sleep
All them niggas who was acting sleep
Lyrically dot will kill every thing
Shoot down these rappers, now they can't breathe
Dot the man with the metal yo shorty just Mystique
Tell these rappers that they father coming
Hit and leave like her momma coming
Claim they fly, bring em down to earth
Ima Crash the plane like Osama coming
[Chorus] x2
Bridge [x2]
Top Gawd was produced by Charles Lauste.