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kap g – top 5 lyrics

[intro: kap g]
yeah, uh, yeah

[chorus: kap g]
ran me up a check, i used have nothin’
she gon’ come and suck me ’til i’m numb
good brain like she student of the month
she say that that money make her c-m
ooh, she drop dead gorgeous
crop top porsches, drop top forgis
tryna dodge police, top five gorgeous
icebox stonies, yeah i got it on me, mmh

[verse 1: kap g]
yeah from rags to riches, met the baddest b-tches
say they best friends and i had ’em kissin’, i like nasty women
we got percies if you want that, she on that
if she bad you know i want that, but i can’t raw that, mmh (no)
don’t -ssume that i’m your boo, mmh
baby lose the att-tude, mmh
i refuse to be a fool, mmh (ayy)
thought we was cool, what’s up with you, mmh (uh-uh)
yeah you a hottie, but i know you thottie, mmh (i do)
might throw a party, but you not invited, mmh (your crew)
look at my army, swear it look like follies, mmh (they too lit)
that thang poppin’, swear it’s like hydraulics, mmh (kap g)

[verse 2: playboi carti]
walk down on it, uh, yeah
n-gga think he got me, that’s a dead homie, yeah
pop out with that thirty, hold on, uh, f-ck a fed homie
i be on it early, hold on, ooh, i got bread homie
why my cup so dirty, yeah, i go 730, yeah
f-ckin’ on his thot, man come get this b-tch, come hurry, yeah
i be on the block posted up with that lil thirty, ooh
ice all on my watch, yeah my left wrist so d-mn blurry, ooh, ooh
run that check up, it’s a derby, ooh, uh, yeah
bentley coupe, yeah, cost a birdie, yeah, yeah
forgiato, no no you can’t curve me, uh, yeah
beatin’ up that pack, give it no mercy

- kap g lyrics

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