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krillz - top g (andrew tate) lyrics

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[chorus]
i’m a top g, call me andrew tate
real high+value kid, i step on the scene and the gyal go cray
had no bread last year, she ain’t believe that the rap would pay
told her ”i’m up in the booth”, but that ain’t the truth, sorry man can’t change
can’t say that i took her serious
she was more like my practice bae
if you ain’t seen no racks
what the f+ck are you raving about?
f+ck that, bro, it was just me on my jacks
didn’t need me a jill, i weren’t taking her out
gotta get straight to the bag
’cause i need ten m’s in my savings account
don’t speak if it ain’t with chest
if it’s up then it’s up, i ain’t chasing thе clout
[verse]
what can i say? black men don’t cheat
some of thеm hoes try tempt me
i know ’bout the game and sh+t gets peak
so i don’t wanna hear boy bestie
can’t cuff me, if your jeeting the team
only way is the police, come and arrest me
god knows man could never put trust in a jezzy
you can’t relate to the kid, let’s face it
thirteen, i was tryna get cake in
you flex on the gram, but i’m hearing your broke
and you’re cheering in motives, how the f+ck are you raving?
they gotta free all the guys on basic
yeah free all the guys in+
can’t ramp with them yutes, my ting set diff’
in the end i’ma win, call me jason statham
who knows?
was it me or my bro?
who knows? (shhh)
it is what it is, can’t fold or snitch
gotta stick to the code
they show love, but i know it’s all fake
i step in the rave and they’re striking a pose
so, how could i cuff these hoes?
gotta stay out the mix ’cause…
[chorus]
i’m a top g, call me andrew tate
real high+value kid, i step on the scene and the gyal go cray
had no bread last year, she ain’t believe that the rap would pay
told her ”i’m up in the booth”, but that ain’t the truth, sorry man can’t change
can’t say that i took her serious
she was more like my practice bae
if you ain’t seen no racks
what the f+ck are you raving about?
f+ck that, bro, it was just me on my jacks
didn’t need me a jill, i weren’t taking her out
gotta get straight to the bag
’cause i need ten m’s in my savings account
don’t speak if it ain’t with chest
if it’s up then it’s up, i ain’t chasing the clout



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