Top Ten

[Intro]
(Indigo)
(Okay, Embasin, whatever)
Top ten
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Baby, you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullshit and all my nonsense
And I fuck with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, grow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

[Verse 1]
Got up out the hood together, we didn't wanna be boxed in
Fuck that broke shit, I put my foot down like a sock did
On my free time, I be thinking 'bout you daily
But I still keep it G, ho, don't try to play me
Feel like Max B in '08 real wavy
MySpace date with your bitch going crazy
Pimp my profile like a, like I'm pimping, bitch
Get a big stick, A&R fifteen get you split
Split your wig, all headshots, that's my dunny
Don't even talk about it, after that, don't stunt it
Niggas be thinking that they getting one up on us, running
But can't run no one on one because he get slam dunking

[Chorus]
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullshit and all my nonsense
And I fuck with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, grow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

[Verse 2]
I just wanna treat you like a queen, like a princess
Turn you to a goddess like you queen of Atlanta
We was in Atlanta, Magic City, you was dancing
Ass done, titties did, baby girl enhanced them
And we went to Blue Flame, yeah, she an enchantress
I don't go to a job, I'm overprotective
If I see you niggas touch the wrong way I'm gon', psh, psh
Shit get hectic, yeah, Fauni wreck shit
Wreck shit, wet shit
Fuck with me, smoke a nigga down, bless him
Wreck shit, wet shit
Got a issue, we gon' bless shit
I ain't like these, ain't stressing shit
I can't be no simp, on that simple shit
Yeah, you a wimp on that pimple shit
Get popped, pussy boy, yeah, Wimbledon
Tennis racket, big stick
What's all the racket? It's that big stick
Niggas duck, quack 'em quick
Nigga try my bitch, that's a death sentence

[Chorus]
Baby, you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullshit and all my nonsense
And I fuck with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, blow that shit and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

[Outro]
If you have it all
Have it all, baby, if you have it all
Baby, if you have it all
If you have it all, baby, if you have it all