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I'm on the top of this earth I keep a thirty no perc, thirty no perc I am so high, never gonna return never gonna return Talk shit we making you burn Making you burn Making you burn Pussy boy think he's tough, you gonna learn you gonna learn When we shoot at you, we gonna leave you with a curse Getting all these checks on the first, second, and third We gonna make you quiet down, if you say a word Sippin on this lean, until my words are fucking slurred I'm making these bands, i'm making these bills I'm fucking around, i'm making a mill I'm thinking of you after every pill All that I dream about is a (house up in the hills) Popping all these percs and (I pop those for the thrill) You is all talk, i'm walking the walk You need to prove it if you want a spot I'm dropping this shit, because it is hot I feel like I'm Snoop, I'm smoking that pot We see you in public and we taking shots We walk to the bar, and we taking shots I'm getting the money, I'm getting the cash I'm smacking my bitch, yeah right on the ass I'm speaking the truth, i'm speaking the facts That boy is all talk, that boy is all cap You talking real tough, well where is it at? Me and my gang in the back with the pass Bitch, it's you and me Bitch, it's VIP Without drugs I cannot see Shoot him with that 223 Hide the key Ain't no peace Hit you with this heat Making bread, no wheat A new mill a week You is weak Go and watch your feet These old clothes i cannot keep Cannot stand it, take a seat It's just me and Hunter with the expensive clothes We smoking that shit that nobody knows I'm on the top of this earth I keep a 30 no perc, 30 no perc I am so high, never gonna return never gonna return Talk shit we making you burn Making you burn Making you burn Pussy boy think he's tough, you gonna learn you gonna learn When we shoot at you, we gonna leave you with a curse Getting all these checks on the first, second, and third We gonna make you quiet down, if you say a word Sippin on this lean, until my words are fucking slurred Cashing these checks Ice on my neck I get your bitch wet I'm getting the millis I'm getting the hundreds I'm stacking to the deck But, I'm gonna need more I'm pouring up fours And I do not fuck with whores I'm fucking your bitch And I'm giving her dick And I'm making her beg for more Driving around town in a fucking bentley truck No, I'm never gonna trust a bitch that I fuck Sippin on this wok and I'm pouring up I'm sipping this shit right from my double cup Right from my double cup Baby said she's in love with me So give me some fucking love Haven't had real love in a minute, it really shows Spend a hundred racks on my baby for some clothes Me and Ian walk in this bitch, and we really froze I'm on the top of this earth I keep a 30 no perc, 30 no perc I am so high, never gonna return never gonna return Talk shit we making you burn Making you burn Making you burn Pussy boy think he's tough, you gonna learn you gonna learn When we shoot at you, we gonna leave you with a curse Getting all these checks on the first, second, and third We gonna make you quiet down, if you say a word Sipping on this lean, until my words are fucking slurred