Top Opp

[Intro]
Nelly
*Sipping, and smoking*
Smoking the zaza, you know I'm smoking zaza
Ion smoke top shelf, only smoke top opps, everything we smoke top opp
Nigga, 21

[Verse]
Can you name somebody fucking with something or not? (Ay let me know)
All that internet tough shit will get you shot (Ay get up on him) *Bang, bang*
That's the sound of the Glock (You hear that?)
R-r-run it up, after that it's back to the block
Lean fiend, Imma sip it raw, fuck a pop (Ay sip it raw)
Cut different, we is not the same, nigga stop (Ay nigga stop)
I've been out of town, tryna focus on this guap (I'm out the way)
While you sitting at home, stressing, worrying 'bout a thot (Ay what the fuck?)
Ts, Like what time you on? (Ay let me know)
He ain't hit nothing when hе sleep cause his eyes was closеd (Ah ah ah ah)
Top 5, Lil Sleaze, he gon slide for Slo-be (Ay he gon slide)
This bitch drunk, why the fuck you let her drive the boat? (The fuck?)
It's time to act up (It's time to act up)
Glizzy on me, when we fight, nigga back up (I know you fighting)
And we get busy over here, you better ask bruh (You better ask him)
Y'all tucking chains, only things we got is straps tucked (Ay what the fuck)
Baby you can google me, I'm somewhere in a Macbook (Ay look me up)
He wasn't blowing it, that's why he got his strap tucked (Ay give it here) *Bang*
Fuck the cameras, it ain't nothing, we gon' mask up (Ay suit up)
Bitches be all up in my ear like Joc you handsome (Uhuh)
Kidnap me a nigga, I might hold his ass for ransom (Ay we gon' grab him)
40 on me, heavy as fuck, can't hold my pants up (Damn)
You out here broke, boy you better get yo bands up (Ay get some cheese)
You looking down, oh you got it? Pick your mans up (Ay what the fuck)
This a chop, we ain't play with no more handguns (Ah ah ah ah)
Slid when we slid lil bro be tryna blime sum (Ay get up on em)
Imma take 'em all on, and I ain't finna put my hands up (Skrt, skrt, skrt) *Drifting*
I ain't finna put my hands up-