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gerg - top down lyrics

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i don’t know my own name anymore
i don’t know my own shame anymore
i don’t know my own play anymore
i don’t know my own gains anymore

but i know that reality that you come at me with
and that gun with that green tip
yea you know i got that green shit

two shots in the air
shooting like i don’t care
rolling through the 6 but i got no woes by my ears

top down top down top down top down
got that top down in my top down vehicle
top down top down top down top down
got that top down in my top down vehicle

buying shit i don’t need
money come with that ease
playing like i’m a g
but a g shouldn’t have these

counting bands in the foreign
counting bands about four
all these bands i want more
young boy need encore

rapping like em in the projects
repping him like a profit
tryna get these rare profits
hottest shit and you know it

fidget spinner tryna cut
cut all them green blunts
and suddenly the cops come
i know something is going on

push me in the back seat
somebody snitched on me
stole a gun and shot about five into the cop in front of me

dead, he’s dead, all the cops are dead
playing like i’m uzi
cause all my cops are dead

copperhead,i’m dead
bullets fly all over,i think i should be dead
but this nightmare isn’t over

smiling like i’m happy
b-tch playing mappy
running from her papi
buying tickets, miami

she wanna travel with me
travel ban so i can’t leave
shaudy got that fake weave
but she ain’t got no booty

top down top down top down top down
got that top down in my top down vehicle
top down top down top down top down
got that top down in my top down vehicle

i don’t know my own name anymore
i don’t know my own shame anymore
i don’t know my own play anymore
i don’t know my own gains anymore

- gerg lyrics

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