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garry with two r's - on top lyrics

[verse 1]

who the f+ck told you
i wasn’t a hustler
i don’t need a block or a glock
or some muscle
i get a bag
in the middle of the jungle
money hemmed up
and its callin’ me uncle
i make it stretch
like the hair on rapunzel
without a weapon
i’m bound to outgun you
cut off my legs
and i will still outrun you
one little me
is way better than tons of you
imma get everything
just as i want it
all of the hoes
that i ghost is still haunted
they on they bullsh+t
they need a colonic
all in my mix
baby you ain’t the tonic
you cannot smoke this
and say it ain’t chronic
baby habesha
i taught her ebonics
she finna stack it up
feed me injеra
and teach me amharic
i’m more into gеttin’ ahead
than gettin’ some head
so while you comin’
i come up instead
i’m in the green
and they in the red
i get it up
i don’t place it in bed
only place i’ll be complacent is dead
i get a cut
but i ain’t never bled
watch how i’m rocking
cause i get my axe out
and tear ’em to shreds
[hook]

i take a little bit out
and believe me
i get back a lot
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
yea
i take a little bit out
and believe me
i get back a lot
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
yea
i take a little bit out
and believe me
i get back a lot
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
yea
i take a little bit out
and believe me
i get back a lot
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on top
if i’m in the b+tch
then i’m on
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[verse 2]

i do not wish on the stars
i hop in the sky and become one
she need some hype in her life
her boyfriend a loser he hum drum
i’m sittin’ on hundreds of grams
i load up a bowl and i run one
she said that it’s something electric between us
lil’ b+tch i’m a stun gun
i been on top for so long
that it’s starting to feel like it’s home
leave me alone
i don’t need no company
besides this llc that i own
my b+tch so fly
that she bout to get flown
no matter where i go
i’m in my zone
i’m in the crib
and i chief like mahomes
and if it’s going in my lungs
i grown it
not only do i have it on lock
i got it in chains too
yea yea
you see how i’m k!llin’ the game
and i’ll leave you in pain too
yea yea
i’m not only doin’ my thing
but i’m doin’ yo thing too
yea yea
you know that i got it made
so come through
and imma make you
yea
[hook]

- garry with two rs lyrics

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