Top of Shit Songtext
von Gucci Mane feat. 2 Chainz & Young Dolph
Top of Shit Songtext
(Zaytoven)
Ha (ha)
It′s Gucci (it's Gucci, uh)
Ha (ha, alright)
I feel like Scarface, I′ma rob Frank and buy a Franck Muller (damn)
They say I'm two-faceded, I fucked her then said I ain't do it (ooh)
I′m in the kitchen whippin′ up oil, bae said, "It ain't movin′" (skrrt)
So I robbed the plug 'cause he keep losin′ and I'm a sore loser (bah)
My cousin Duke just rolled a joint longer than two rulers (true)
They call me "Two times" at all times, at least got two shooters (bah)
She playin′ charades, tryna get attention, but I ain't lookin' (nah)
Is it a parade or somethin′? ′Cause me and Dolph got the same Bentley (Dolph)
Went to my grandma house, ten million in the same kitchen (ten)
I'm Kurt Cobain, I′m goin' insane, feel like my brain missin′ (mhm)
My nigga Fat keep servin' babies, he think he Wayne Williams (yeah)
You tryna stack a billion dollars, we got the same mission (Wop)
Chasin′ commas, doin' numbers (ha)
I ride a drop-top in the winter time like it's the summer (oh, yeah)
Go and get it, flip it, spend it
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit (yeah)
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit (yeah, yeah, let's do it), we standin′ on top of shit (go)
Me and Wop, so you know it′s lick time (yeah)
I can't drive a Lambo′ 'cause I′m 6'5 (Well damn)
Been on 11Alive like eleven times (hoo)
Potato on the barrel, turn you cheddar fries (grrra, grrra)
Yeah, two Rolls-Royce, I got twins, don′t I? (Ha)
Got a studio in all my cribs, don't I? (Hoo)
Sold work to my aunt and not my mama (ma)
But she gave it to her, so I dread the karma (dread the karma)
Got a Draco in the closet by my bomber (by my bomber)
Got a diamond rope, call me "Tarzan" (burr, burr)
Got the dualie lookin' like a Tonka (yeah)
In Magic City lookin′ like a sponsor (like a sponser), yeah
Chasin′ commas, doin' numbers (ha)
I ride a drop-top in the winter time like it′s the summer (oh, yeah)
Go and get it, flip it, spend it
Then I'ma go get some more, yeah
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit, we standin' on top of shit (yeah)
We standin′ on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit (yeah, yeah), we standin′ on top of shit
Ha (ha)
It′s Gucci (it's Gucci, uh)
Ha (ha, alright)
I feel like Scarface, I′ma rob Frank and buy a Franck Muller (damn)
They say I'm two-faceded, I fucked her then said I ain't do it (ooh)
I′m in the kitchen whippin′ up oil, bae said, "It ain't movin′" (skrrt)
So I robbed the plug 'cause he keep losin′ and I'm a sore loser (bah)
My cousin Duke just rolled a joint longer than two rulers (true)
They call me "Two times" at all times, at least got two shooters (bah)
She playin′ charades, tryna get attention, but I ain't lookin' (nah)
Is it a parade or somethin′? ′Cause me and Dolph got the same Bentley (Dolph)
Went to my grandma house, ten million in the same kitchen (ten)
I'm Kurt Cobain, I′m goin' insane, feel like my brain missin′ (mhm)
My nigga Fat keep servin' babies, he think he Wayne Williams (yeah)
You tryna stack a billion dollars, we got the same mission (Wop)
Chasin′ commas, doin' numbers (ha)
I ride a drop-top in the winter time like it's the summer (oh, yeah)
Go and get it, flip it, spend it
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit (yeah)
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit (yeah, yeah, let's do it), we standin′ on top of shit (go)
Me and Wop, so you know it′s lick time (yeah)
I can't drive a Lambo′ 'cause I′m 6'5 (Well damn)
Been on 11Alive like eleven times (hoo)
Potato on the barrel, turn you cheddar fries (grrra, grrra)
Yeah, two Rolls-Royce, I got twins, don′t I? (Ha)
Got a studio in all my cribs, don't I? (Hoo)
Sold work to my aunt and not my mama (ma)
But she gave it to her, so I dread the karma (dread the karma)
Got a Draco in the closet by my bomber (by my bomber)
Got a diamond rope, call me "Tarzan" (burr, burr)
Got the dualie lookin' like a Tonka (yeah)
In Magic City lookin′ like a sponsor (like a sponser), yeah
Chasin′ commas, doin' numbers (ha)
I ride a drop-top in the winter time like it′s the summer (oh, yeah)
Go and get it, flip it, spend it
Then I'ma go get some more, yeah
Then I′ma go get some more, yeah
We standin' on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit, we standin' on top of shit (yeah)
We standin′ on top of shit, we standin′ on top of shit
We standin' on top of shit (yeah, yeah), we standin′ on top of shit
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Tauheed Epps, Xavier Dotson, Adolph R. Thornton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com