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babyfxce e – meet me at the top lyrics

[intro]
(rich100, show ’em how you do)
yeah, what up, rich?

[verse]
blm sticker on my gun, this b+tch’ll k!ll a cop
drivin’ back and forth with all them chops been f+ckin’ with my shocks
i was tryna take the stairs, n+ggas had me blocked
took the elevator, told them p+ssies meet me at the top (come on)
let’s be real, flint really got this rap sh+t on lock
the bank seen my pape’, now they want me investing in stocks
when i was ten, i was interested in the glocks
oil catch cans on my scat, the rest of it is stock
last week i made 20k, i’m tryna run it back
b+tch ass fat, she a rat, but her stomach flat
keep a brick up in my pocket like i run with shaq
hit a n+gga block, he thought i missed, but i’m comin’ back
like i never left (mhm)
don’t blame n0body for bein’ broke, put it on yourself (on god)
you thirty and still ain’t never blow, put it on the shelf
i hope you p+ssy n+ggas stay afloat, ’cause when i hop up in that water, i turn to michael phelps
i’m a shark, i ain’t got no love in my heart (at all)
felon, still got guns in the car, n+ggas run when it’s dark
i grew up in the hood, but i’m smart (mhm)
take a n+gga sh+t in the morning time, i just love how it start (sh+t)
and it ain’t even mine (b+tch)
you can have her after me ’cause she ain’t even mine (b+tch)
buy a watch just to read the time, can’t even see the time
i spent twenty all at one time, but i’ma be aight
i’ma get it right, i’ma get it back before the night (uh+huh)
i’m the type of n+gga to go left when they all goin’ right
i just got some sh+t through tsa that could stop a flight
just put a peg on the front of the chop, i got it off a bike
and it was a bmx (yop)
big motherf+cker, chopper bmf (big ben)
i don’t really care ’bout the p+ssy, i just need the neck
told my girl i’m twenty years old, b+tch, i don’t need to stress
y’all don’t need a vest, ’cause i’m only shootin’ above the neck
talkin’ to a vet, if you don’t know me, you better f+ckin’ check, n+gga (p+ssy)
i want all blues, b+tch, i don’t f+ck with checks
workers tryna get us out the store, we f+ckin’ up the set
[outro]
we f+ckin’ up the set
n+ggas said i wasn’t gon’ be sh+t, we f+ckin’ up they head
got a bad b+tch, we f+ckin’ up the bed
n+gga
it’s with an x, n+gga
fxce

- babyfxce e lyrics

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