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baddyloop - at the top cap lyrics

oh g4g k!lled this f+ck’in beat
i just got a spot
i’m always on the top
these b+tchies a’int scott
i be really rock
i know how to rap
i know how to talk
i know how to make enough
for being who i am (yeah)
they think that i’m lit (lit)
they think that i’m sick
i don’t care about them
cause i’m just getting rich
that’s all she knows that’s all she’s getting
she’s never getting money she’s just going broke
i told her the other day
stack up them racks
5gs that’s sick
i caught my cousin f+cking my cousin
what the f+cks going on n+gga you sick
i told lyn i just wanna be a rapper
drop the beat down when i’m rich yeah
everybody getting racks for the weekend
everybody getting money for today yeah
everybody wearing prada on the weekdays
where the f+ck you get money to do that
how the heck you gett’in richer than daddy
how the heck you gett’in richer than mommy
yeah
five g’s, six g’s nah make it ten
100, ha, i don’t really know
nsfas come and go that sh+t be a cap
yeah
b+tch broke b+tch broke b+tch
yo!
i just made a stack
i really got the mac
these b+tchies play with me
b+tch who you tryna check (who)
i’m really on the top
you witches on the back
she at top she’s getting money
she’s getting cash she’s going broke
yeah she a cap i told her yesterday n+gga
i can run up miss gladys house and break in the front
n+ggas be looking up food like we dogs
why the heck where did you come from b+tch?
you brought gas b+tch n+gga dam sixteen, seventeen glocks
nah that sh+t n+gga extensions no glocks hundred g’s
in the back yeah
from lambano that’s sick that’s boring
had to run it up now i want circle
young dre the boy felt like a b+tch yeah
hundred g’s could have f+cked my goal up
who would have thought i could’ve done that
who would have thought tracy the b+tch yeah?
who would have thought ma’ viv be my mama
my mama b+tch
money, carts, gold
sh+t that’s all i want double that sh+t up
i want a thick black b+tch with money from the southside
now my pocks be fallin’ down yeah
whys that? cause i got a lot of racks (oh)
tryna losen that sh+t be my weights yeah
tyna hit the gym just to fit pants on
with a hundred grams in it

- baddyloop lyrics

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