[Intro]

Bop, bop, ayy

Bop, bop, ayy

(Evince)

(Ayy, B, spin that bitch)

Ayy

[Chorus]

I'm a top nigga, so you know I need a top bitch

And I'm finna go to work like I'm a locksmith

I'm comin' back with the bands, non-stop, bitch

Anything I sell, it's all profit

[Verse]

Bop-bop, we just hit again, it's time to triple up

These niggas broke as fuck, in they pockets, they only got dubs

I'm the chosen one, all of these bands is fallin' in my hands

And I'm cooler than a bitch, somethin' like a fan

I be poppin' all the time 'cause I know I can

Every time I pull it out, they be like, "Damn"

And I'm smokin' out the pound, you smokin' grams

Fuckboy always gettin' taxed like Uncle Sam

Backend music, if you got it, then listen to it

Your raps sound cap, and, on God, I can listen to it

I be spittin' these facts like a nigga with a missing tooth

If you still wearin' 10K, I can't listen to you

Top nigga, bitch, and your nigga in last place

Got the scoomps rollin', everybody tryna campaign

And I can't plain, I ain't doin' a bustdown

And I just hit for the bag, it's just touched down

[Chorus]

I'm a top nigga, so you know I need a top bitch

And I'm finna go to work like I'm a locksmith

I'm comin' back with the bands, non-stop, bitch

Anything I sell, it's all profit