bigbank maye – on my top lyrics
[instrumental]
[hook]
it must be a joystick on
my head these hoes playin
on my top got my foot up
on they face i’m like a
pimple they just popped
i put ice around my neck
so i can turn the ac off
i send a hunnid ainn no
problem we won’t miss ya like
young dolph
[verse 1]
they gone all prove she my
employee and that b+tch know
i’m making boss moves often
had him slobbing out
his mouth that’s what that
sauce do yo n+gga pull up on
me i might just see what that
mouth do
send you a lil selfie like dis
the n+gga you talk to nahh
i’m just kidding with ya the
main hoes hating be the ones
sitting with ya but i ainn nam hoe
i’m tryna get richer came from da
bricks ainn never seen 6 figures
anything i’m getting promised
it’s you i’m working hard for it
just to get you gone all i do is
make a call for it
[verse 2]
went from wanting gucci
now a b+tch been wanting tom
ford, back and forth with b+tches
i don’t think i got the time for it
stars in a rolls royce just so i
can shine more im all in l.a you
would think a b+tch was paul
george ain’t no competition
b+tch i’m winning check the
score board old friends snakes
i saw em coming through the
back door
[hook]x2
it must be a joystick on
my head these hoes playin
on my top got my foot up
on they face i’m like a
pimple they just popped
i put ice around my neck
so i can turn the ac off
i send a hunnid ainn no
problem we won’t miss ya like
young dolph
[verse 3]
a hoe know better than
to try me i ainn dej loaf
why these hoes be staring
and eyeing me with they shades
on, know they sleeping on me
something like i’m getting layed on
really getting guap that’s just something
that i prayed on a while back smiling
in my face think he praying that i smile
back imma be up front gonehead fallback
n+gga hit my line let it ring ainn even call
back n+ggas waste yo time i ainn got
enough for all that fr i been tryna sign
a deal
[verse 4]
you ainn talking money money
it ainn sh+t to hear
talking playas code cause
i need them dollar dollar
bills tryna be laid up
hundred thousand dollar
crib every time my stomach
growl that’s a thousand dollar
meal n+ggas ranting everyday
they pose to keep that shii
concealed travis gone 609
still waiting on appeal niece
you get rich get me tf up
outta hea
[hook]x2
it must be a joystick on
my head these hoes playin
on my top got my foot up
on they face i’m like a
pimple they just popped
i put ice around my neck
so i can turn the ac off
i send a hunnid ainn no
problem we won’t miss ya like
young dolph
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