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[intro: lethal]

so we was ’bout to throw this telly, right?
you know we got to the hotel room
i call up shawty and tell her, “slide through with a couple friends”
she said “aight”, she got to the hotel and she hit my phone back like, “what floor you on?”
what flo-… i put the phone on hold, i look at shey, polanco, stanley
i said “did she just have the audacity to…”
i take it off of hold i said, “b-tch”…

[hook: lethal]

meet me at the top top top
shawty taking shots shots shots
she ’bout to make it drop drop drop
and we ain’t gon’ stop stop stop

so we be at the top top top
her friends taking shots shots shots
they ’bout to make it pop pop pop
and we ain’t gon’ stop stop stop

[verse 1: lethal]

hey girl, how the f-ck you doing? (how you doing!)
at a standstill the way that thing moving (way it’s moving!)
-ss tight but the liquor got you loosened
taking shots of russian baby now i know you cuban (whoa)

in my zone and you know my cup doubled
but the color in it got you lame -ss n-ggas lookin’ puzzled (right!)
realest n-ggas and we standing in a huddle
when it comes to my clique man you don’t want no trouble (nope!)

i promise n-gga… you don’t f-cking want it
cause my rhymes they just be bombing
and our girls all be the hottest
every night we just “ciroc-ing”
they all know that i’m a problem
man the day will never come that you can say this n-gga lost it (never!)

“lost it”? man i hate the bottom
they see my flow and then try to rob him
she drink champagne dawg and know to pop it
downtown with -ss up man it’s like hydraulics

[hook]

[verse 2: lethal]

haters? don’t pay them attention, don’t like ’em (nah!)
papers? i stack ’em, i sign ’em, and light ’em (true!)
waiter? ain’t got one but really don’t mind it
but shawty still thinking ’bout the tip after i dine in

a whole molly, cup half full, girl you faded (faded!)
i just want a third of the pie, let me bake it (bake it!)
smoking on a quarter now we all so medicated
a fifth of henny, wait… i feel so amazing

ghosts and phantoms in my future, got a sixth sense
n-ggas couldn’t do a fraction of this sh-t man
if it ain’t ’bout the money i don’t give a sh-t then
sh-tting on these rappers dawg i know i’m the sh-t, d-mn

taleb on the tables, let the king control the mic
with my n-gga brandon taking over sh-t tonight
couple baddies but they know to keep their manners nice
coppin’ bottles, wrong age but the feeling right

[hook]

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