chief keef – on top lyrics
[chorus: chief keef]
roll up with them hittas, sippin on that lean
big boy [?], all the b+tches want [?]
we posted on the block, come through we let off shots
while we do get that top, i be ready for that gwop
touchdown, we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
understand we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
[verse 1: fredo santana]
[?] be on my grind, boy i’m on my grizzal
you ain’t got mad, [?]
[?] feel like i’m [?]
coolin in the trap, tryna get rid of [?]
glory boy b+tch, [?]
and i’m posted on the block, yeah i’m flexin with them hammers
[?] b+tch fredo santana
f+ck around with me, and them k!llers aiming at ya
[?] and i’m tryna get my bands up
[?] and these n+ggas tryna handcuff
just f+cked her face, f+ck it, let my bands come
the b+tch don’t wanna f+ck with me, i tell that b+tch she [?]
[chorus: chief keef]
roll up with them hittas, sippin on that lean
big boy [?], all the b+tches want [?]
we posted on the block, come through we let off shots
while we do get that top, i be ready for that gwop
touchdown, we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
understand we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
[verse 2: sasha go hard]
i am not the same, no, who the f+ck are you?
[?] n+ggas, [?]
[?]
blood in my ass, hood living in my life
real sh+t, i’m a real ass b+tch
got a lotta enomies, i’m pretty, getting rich
shawty i’m getting payed, [?]
you think you stopping me, [?] blocking me
money is all i see, cause b+tch we [?] the streets
i keep war, cause these haters tryna bury me
a young bad b+tch, tatted up, swag on
real n+ggas k!ll [?]
[chorus: chief keef]
roll up with them hittas, sippin on that lean
big boy [?], all the b+tches want [?]
we posted on the block, come through we let off shots
while we do get that top, i be ready for that gwop
touchdown, we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
understand we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
[verse 3: lil reese]
money b+tch i’m hot, if you sweet you’ll get dropped
not a b+tch i won’t top, everybody off them [?]
hittas loading them glocks, so please don’t get shot
glory boys we on top, [?]
61st, that state block, so that mean that’s our block
[?] f+ck the opps, drop a 4 up in my pop
[?]
thotties to our block
[?] put me on top, all my n+ggas shooting them chops
[?]
everybody playing they part, [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] lames, it’s all in the game
[chorus: chief keef]
roll up with them hittas, sippin on that lean
big boy [?], all the b+tches want [?]
we posted on the block, come through we let off shots
while we do get that top, i be ready for that gwop
touchdown, we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
understand we on top
[?] put me on top
not a b+tch i won’t top
[?] boddies get dropped
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