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dalow – top down lyrics

[chorus: dalow]
they only hatin’ cause we stand down (stand down)
on the grind no hand outs (hand outs)
cashin’ out once we touch ground (touch ground)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)

[verse 1: dalow]
catch the d-a-l-o-w
in the whip we sittin’ sideways (sideways)
three-wheel motion on the highway (highway)
whole team ballin’, no nba (no nba)
different car, different day like a ballet
top down, step out the whip shinin’ (whip shinin’)
three chains, ice style all diamonds (all diamonds)
rolex flex, call it perfect timing (timing)
touch ground, cash out, keep grinding (grinding)
hit the malls, walk in like i’m the man (i’m the man)
spend a rack on chucks, cause i can (cause i can)
steady creased-up while i let my flag hang
still throwin’ dubs, ain’t nothin’ but a g thang (g thang)
haters tend to hate cause i stand down (stand down)
i keep peace, they we’re mouth now they man down (man down)
ain’t never been a blue could put this flame out (flame out)
cl-ss in session streets and no hand outs (hand outs)

[chorus: dalow & sir trigga]
they only hatin’ cause we stand down (stand down)
on the grind no hand outs (hand outs)
cashin’ out once we touch ground (touch ground)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (yeah) (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)

[verse 2: sir trigga]
k!llin’-k!llin’ with me, gotta text, still lonely, yup
pull up to the back, got your b-tch yellin’ yellow
you already know my chain lookin’ like a bricks i gotta up to mexico
comin’ cross the border like “n-gga what we order?”
posted at the trap, looking like i hit the lotto
got them dopes up, yeah, they looking like they know us
quarter milli last week, still in these backstreets
hanging with them goons and these athletes
no f-ck with no thotties, i’m the life what the party dope
blacked out, chain looking like you wanna know
you can catch me in the fast lane, we’ve been in another traffic
swear i’m about to let these n-ggas have it
shovin’ all this money in my back, cause it’s static
told automatics, n-ggas so busy that i only drive automatic
rappin’ sh-t is automatic, one for the automatic
if a n-gga gotta problem i’ma let ’em have it, trip

[chorus: dalow & sev]
they only hatin’ cause we stand down (stand down)
on the grind no hand outs (hand outs)
cashin’ out once we touch ground (touch ground)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (top down)
cruisin’-cruisin’ with the top down (yeah) (top down)
catch this cruisin’ with the top down (look) (top down)

[verse 3: sev]
66 chevy with the top off
ride around the city with the squad, it’s ’bout to pop off (d-mn)
last days now you f-ckin’ with the top boss
everybody wanna know the name like knock knock (who with it?)
do your [?], be the best
motherf-ckers better wear vest, cause we aimin’ for they chest, yikes!
hold to sleep on d in the od (od)
oc you ain’t f-ckin’ with the og (yeah) (og)
nasty, fast beats, you can’t p-ss me
fancy, yeah we talk in the backseat (the backseat)
flashin’, know the chrome on [?] (ayy)
prolly make you say this, wanna reconsider (okay)
i got the white [?] no [?]
how original you not, keep a clean hoe
wake up in the morning, smoke a blunt and thats startin’ up
if you rolly and your f-ckin’ neighbors know what’s up (sev!)

- dalow lyrics

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