TOP NOTCH

[Intro]
Yeah
I told y'all bitches to stop playin' with me
Ya heard me?
Haha
Go

[Verse 1]
It was '06, I was a jit
Coolan in a brand new polo fit
We was uptown blasting sounds
Sant was nowhere to be found
Drinking a Huggie
Them bitches was bugging me
Laughing and shit
But that shit became numb to me
Got on my shit, now them bitches is stunned of me
Shittin' on hoes, hoes is still under me
Bitch I been caking and your house still vacant
Yeah I'm real blatant, don't be mistaken
Undercover agent, call me Satan
Define these bums
Words is vagrant
Vagrant and flagrant
Hoes too complacent
I couldn't fake it, they couldn't takе it
My name is engraved in this motherfuckin' pavement
Hating ass hoes still peeping from the basement

[Chorus]
Top notch
When I walk in a room I make all these bitches' hearts stop
Fuck a chat, I need bags to go stash in the boondocks
Pink pussy got popped, got his shit jocked, then he got rocked
Bitch you is a fuckin' flop (uh huh)
Fuck a Glock, I got a mic
A mop and a epic drop
You lazy hoes better go get to the coochie shop
White teeth
Crop top
Full purse
Lollypop
Time to put these bitches on the spot
Haha, go, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
These bitches ain't hungry enough
These bitches ain't hungry enough
I told you once, I told you twice but I can't tell you enough

[Verse 2]
Yeah I'm a bimbo but bitch, you in limbo
In a pink lambo, call me Rambo
No pussy nigga, no sample
Sit down 'fore you get trampled
These pockets have been on ample
Won't give these bitches no ammo
Could never go chat with fake hoes
You niggas is just as lame tho
I'm bringing in mucho peso
And this ain't a debate hoe
I been blocking the shade thrown
Been bodying bitches, that's why my muscles is toned
Hoes is funny as shit to ever throw them stones
I'm in the zone
Bitch, be gone
I just hit another milestone
While you bitches behind phones
I'm getting money, fuck that loan

[Verse 3]
Study my style
Fuck a fit
You could never be me, bitch
I just let them chat and sip
While I raise the level up for the bids
It's way more than a outfit and a wig
Bitch, your shit is rigged
I crush these bitches down like some ribs
You're more pussier than the pigs
Oh, for real
They thought I would fold
But I just flipped and and a young bitch got cold
Get a glimpse of the money in the hole
You bitches need it, I know
Y'all green and I'm gold
Only thing the real niggas know
Chatting, never fold
Need ten milli, never sell my soul
These bitches is some hoes
Whores, yeah
Big Zeppie got the flow
I step Giuseppe on you hoes
They takin' pics, I have to pose
Just as long the wrist froze

[Chorus]
Dolly
Top notch
When I walk in a room I make all these bitches' hearts stop
Fuck a chat, I need bags to go stash in the boondocks
Pink pussy got popped, got his shit jocked, then he got rocked
Bitch you is a fuckin' flop (uh huh)
Fuck a Glock, I got a mic
A mop and a epic drop
You lazy hoes better go get to the coochie shop
White teeth
Crop top
Full purse
Lollypop
Time to put these bitches on the spot