lirik lagu top golf – kato2x
[intro: sayless]
( hp, this sh*t bumpin’ mane)
gang, sayless
[verse 1: sayless]
racks, i made this off 448
vacuum the bowls, make the dope suffocate
trapped in the trap, it’s like i can’t escape
you so f*cking broke it’s like you run away from the paper
i got racks for now and for later
my money go up, escalator
you switched on the gang you a traitor
i sent the [?] out, they erase him, d*mn
poof, he gone
he dissed us first how the f*ck is we wrong
i’m on the block and i’m puffin this strong
don’t call my phone it ain’t more then a zone
to be honest, nothing less than a [?]
i’m pouring 4s of this wock in a minute maid
i can show you how to trap let me demonstrate
i’m tryna get into real estate
popping my sh*t i can see why these n*ggas hate, d*mn
put a grill on they block we gon’ pop out
when them shots get to firing n*ggas cop out
polo j he a rich f*cking dropout
book double r for a show we gon’ rock out
no deal, real life bringing them racks out
walk through the door we ain’t doing no pat down
reach for a chain, he gone he a pack now
go crazy
[verse 2: kato 2x]
we the ones 21 and under really stepping on sh*t, we don’t f*ck with the crash out (we don’t f*ck with ’em)
not one, but everybody iced out
n*ggas mad cause they b*tches getting piped down
n*ggas don’t come outside when the lights out (don’t come outside)
straps everywhere like we let dyk*s out
presidential peel up in the white house
really call shots, i’ll get ’em walked down
spin, go crazy (go crazy)
wrist cost me 80 but i’m going 180
that n*gga died faded (died)
high off the percs, that n*gga ain’t made it (n*gga trippin)
popping sh*t like we made it
ratchet city hoes wanna have our baby
put his face on a pendant (uh)
he a dead opp he just my favorite
still the same n*gga, lil’ more rich now (go crazy)
get mad make a list and put a hit out (go crazy)
you ain’t got 10k you gotta get out (put him out)
still trapping hard n*gga while the cops out
get a opp n*gga clapped, now i pop out
n*ggas clocking out like they get laid off (got laid off)
give a n*gga hundred shots like adolf (uh)
fresh as f*ck, smoking opp pack at top golf (on god)
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