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kid rohan & n3o - top 4 lyrics

[intro: kid rohan]
(ayy, ro, you gotta be crazy on this, boy)
yeah, i’ma go like

[verse 1: kid rohan]
yeah, i’m enterin’ the game, better hold the door
i’ma pull that wand out my pocket like i’m voldemort
back in blood, the industry exactly what i’m goin’ for
they thought that this was it, but i’m showin’ more
i be showin’ more, i got all sorts
on par with this drive in this golf course
married to the game, swear it might get on all fours
“ah, kid, that’s way too uncalled for” (oh, really?)
but i don’t care ’bout what you track, if i’m off course (yeah)
i’m just focused on tryna be the top four (yeah, rrr)
top three above me, i’m who they givin’ top for (yeah, rrr)
simpin’ on pause, ain’t somebody i could fall for (i could call for)
yеah, i still gained a lot, but i lost more (lost more)
biggеr+bigger fish to fry, but i caught more (caught more)
bigger list of mine, gotta lock more in (yeah)
pushin’ the b+ttons is how i got my wins (yeah)
y’all don’t even need to test me mo’ (yuh)
i was passin’ through the net like seo (yuh)
rap gave purpose to an empty soul
now, i’m way too hot, and you ain’t any close (go)
i got pain that ain’t many know (yuh)
i ain’t perfect, but i’m better, baby, let me show
put on mp3s (yeah), things i never show
a quick mvp pass to n+e+o (yuh, yuh, yuh), and that’s kid
[chorus: kid rohan, n3o]
(yeah, ayy, ayy, woah)
i done put some pain into this, huh (ayy, ayy)
ayy, ayy, and i ain’t gon’ change in this b+tch, huh (hey, hey, hey, hey)
watch my chain hang in this b+tch, huh
i’ma gang+gang in this b+tch (oh, yuh)
mma stayin’ legit

[verse 2: n3o, n3o & kid rohan]
homie tryna show me all these bitties, they ain’t bad at all
dodgin’ all the bullsh+t, feelin’ like a matador
and i’m stayin’ up all night with the addarell
got my own list, i ain’t f+ckin’ with your catalog
hit on ignition, sp+ceship and i’m blastin’ off
(man, they all washed up, talkin’ like they had it all)
(i could get you crossed out now that i have the ball)
case you think i’m wrong with it, you could call me randy moss
i’ma drop a bag on your head like i’m santa claus
oh, that’s a bad b+tch? you must got your standards off
you say you got drip, you can’t even handle sauce
you drop, slip (phew), i just blew the candle off
rockin’ white tees like a hypebeast
you know my catalog, i still ain’t got a wifey
can’t push me when i’m focused on my p
play her like a controller, way i hit my side, b
can’t be my side b ‘less you got id
always say you want smoke, that’s a light breeze
and if it ain’t in a bun, it don’t entice me
just finished my third year, so no one cannot try me
n3o settin’ the example like i.e
they all like me, but they’ll never be like me
treat my life just like a movie, b+tch, i’m spike lee
she think that i’m goin’ crazy—yeah, b+tch, i might be (rah)
tell a bad b+tch, “touch yo’ toes”
i just made a couple hits, tryna one+up those
50 cent, i’m in the club tryna f+ck some hoes (yeah)
look, everything undone but i’m not comfortable
[pre+chorus: kid rohan]
versatile, not just one approach
do the most talkin’, but ain’t never done the most
everybody ’round me sleep on n+e+o
just wait until i drop, let the come+up show (come+up show)

[chorus: kid rohan, n3o]
top four, top four (yeah, ayy, ayy, ooh, yeah)
woah, i done put some pain into this, huh (top four, ayy, ayy, top four, ooh)
and i ain’t gon’ change in this b+tch, huh (top four, top four, nah, nah)
watch my chain hang in this b+tch, huh (top four, top four, ooh+ooh)
i’ma gang+gang in this b+tch (top four, top four, ooh+ooh)
mma stayin’ legit (they gonna put us in the top four)

- kid rohan n3o lyrics

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