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File Added: Feb 06
Lyrics Added: Feb 06
Gunna
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2018
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Feb 06, (2018-02-06)

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Lyrics of top off by Gunna
[Intro]
Yeah my n---a, we
We really pop this s--t for real n---a, yeah
No cap, no rap cap

[Hook/Chorus]
I took the top off, I’m dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it’s clean raw
Baby give me that mean mouth
Hit that p---y like golf ball
I can do this without y’all
Caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse
Break the bricks and the bales down
Cashing in and I cash out
Turn that s--t to a stash house
I ain’t taking no handouts
Money calling, I’m en route
Them other n----s they been down
Blow a bag when I’m in town

[Verse 1]
They say Gunna you the best, I done went and got a check
I’m about to flex, it’s an Audemar Piguet
Rocking diamonds, I’m wet
I got water ’round my neck, I done start to worry less
Went and bought my b---h a necklace, Hi-Tech my fresh
N----s sending me threats, I done bought another vest
I’m protecting my flesh, n---a pardon, my bad
Fifty fur on my hat, I’m having them racks
I could never get attached

[Pre-Hook/Chorus]
Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now
I can take care my team now, I’ma hold my whole team down
N----s hate, I don’t see how, made it out of the d--n South
And I don’t even know how
‘Bout to pull me a Benz out

[Hook/Chorus]
I took the top off
I’m dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it’s clean raw
Baby give me that mean mouth
Hit that p---y like golf ball
I can do this without y’all
Caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse
Break the bricks and the bales down
Cashing in and I cash out
Turn that s--t to a stash house
I ain’t taking no handouts
Money calling, I’m en route
Them other n----s they been down
Blow a bag when I’m in town

[Verse 2]
Yeah I drip when I’m in town, I’m just tryna stay in bounds
And I’m milking my cash cow, Gunna came with his own sound
You ain’t stealing this flow now, blowing smoke and it’s so loud
I been bringing these hoes out, Gunna get in his zone now
Eat the greens, salad, yeah, n---a still rapping
Racks got me relaxing, bought me a gold Patek
Yeah I’m fly and I’m flashy, yeah, n---a we having
Tell me your profession, we gang banging active
YSL legends

[Pre-Hook/Chorus]
Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now
I can take care my team now, I’ma hold my whole team down
N----s hate, I don’t see how, made it out of the d--n South
And I don’t even know how
‘Bout to pull me a Benz out

[Hook/Chorus]
I took the top off
I’m dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it’s clean raw
Baby give me that mean mouth
Hit that p---y like golf ball
I can do this without y’all
Caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse
Break the bricks and the bales down
Cashing in and I cash out
Turn that s--t to a stash house
I ain’t taking no handouts
Money calling, I’m en route
Them other n----s they been down
Blow a bag when I’m in town
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