Top Boss (feat. Giggs)

Top form Records Huh ha ha Yota yota yota yota yota yota yota Triple C's This is just the beginning The finish line is so far and clearly Diin the chiief winning My haters soft like biscuit cream filling These niggas weak, Chinese jeans linning I love singing sometimes I choose sinning Neck blinging, outside with two women It's my turn Abdul Rashid spinning Me and Giggs chasing dream for life Dream living Hot like the pastries in tesco Grocery store also Slice bread, the white one, fresh toast Link on the north south east and west coast There is money to make Giggs let's go Always have a strap it's part of my dress code I buy raw gas to smoke esso I hate cure weed that shit give me chest cold My style kinda stupid It's a pleasure doing a song with you Giggs Too ya all I'm a new kid Big up St.Michael where all of my crew is We shoot from any angle Mandzukic My team get bread and split bread We turn oz to keys, we flip bread I love black girls, big breast, thick legs I don't fuck bad bitches they suck my dick head Getting money is all man know Instrumentals get me wild, Tarzan mode 32 Bars and more Clip carry 23, Jordan 4 Lucian blood but Bridgetown I born and grow Can't forget to hail my nigga Burke Success comes with bigger vision bigger works Big mansion, people feel it is a church Only God can judge me I don't know bout Christopher Birch Top boss going viral This Glock flame throw like I'm Pyro Hard head, tough skin, like a rhino Get touched up bitch nigga try no Quick Egypt trip, little Cairo Life's crazy, It spirals Let's just slide though But I'm old school Like a file of fax with a biro She smiling, I'm shy tho Chocolate bitch and I'm milo Lil Buju in the back and it's Shiloh That ass is grass and I'm flymo I'm in fly mode Yeah look at those prices You can get whole ones, we can cut slices Niggas get Bert's jerk, chicken and spices But it's Barbados, cou-cou and flying fish Woah, Knife, push in ya spleen Niggas sweet, cookies and cream How can I just cook up this dream How can I be looking this clean Yeah now it's been eventful Lead in the strap, splash with a pencil That's who it's meant for Ha looking mental, run up inside That's residential Yeah, Resident Evil Shooters on deck, everything's legal Smoking that gas, fill up the diesel You can see me, but I can't see you Yeah we can parlay Niggas let hm, think it's squalay But it's that power, thinking balmain Imma eat out, chicken chowmein Talking business, we can talk stakes What you talking bout, these are our rates Passenger side, I'm a Charmaine Put that chiief diin on the car play