lil lyko - toppin' em lyrics
(chorus)
straight aimin at they head with a red dot
i’ma tie you up like a dread lock
then i hope that the mf bread stock
goin in to invest like im big dodge (doge coin)
i’ma just bring that sh+t back, like im sick, pause
i’ma flow, like i am rick ross, then i tip toe, like i’m sl!ck crossin, slip though, but im still
then i be toppin’ them
bars just straight droppin them
stop in the booth, make it smooth
pick a toppin’ then
i make a mother f+ckin’ move
coppin them, coppin them
(verse 1)
just quit bein inconsistent
contradicting everything is in your system, way of living, time is ticking
just keep slippin’ innit
sippin’ whiskey, then hitting nicotinе, that just gon make me go spinnin, and flippin, an nevеr quitting, an getting, my intuition, i’m finna be the mf top dogg in the system, yeah, spittin them
b+tch i am just lit, makin split, descisions man
it’s livid and sick, no matter what it is im winning man
still need to gather my sh+t, an get it all together yeah
don’t know what you think of me, but i’ma show you who i am
if you think these bars are sick you should listen to the rest
getting better everytime i guess i’m always more advanced
just quit bein sus, while i’m cussin’ an immaculate rhyme
doin’ half this sh+t, an half this sh+t is me not even trying
(verse 2)
even if you say otherwise, they always coming out fine, coming out fine
rappin’ all this sh+t like a 9 to 5 percent or a job that i’m considering
get my child a ceiling, an then bringing in some meaning
not just gonna be a fiend, i am going to be a king
are you mf hearing me
tryna talk to me but the version that you will see, is no rough draft or revisions, its just me up on the scene
none of the stupid sh+t i said when i’m on the beat
i just say all that sh+t, just to bring in some f+ckin’ heat
(chorus)
straight aimin at they head with a red dot
i’ma tie you up like a dread lock
then i hope that the mf bread stock
goin in to invest like im big dodge (doge coin)
i’ma just bring that sh+t back, like im sick, pause
i’ma flow, like i am rick ross, then i tip toe, like i’m sl!ck crossin, slip though, but im still
then i be toppin’ them
bars just straight droppin them
stop in the booth, make it smooth
pick a toppin’ then
i make a mother f+ckin’ move
coppin them, coppin them
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