Headtop Songtext
von RUSSELL!
Headtop Songtext
We′re live
Ayy, we ready? (Ayy)
It's all on me at this point
Alright, listen
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (make the bed rock)
Hittin′ all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (goddamn)
This another heater for yo' headtop (ayy)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (oh yeah, oh yeah)
This another heater for yo′ headtop, look (ayy)
She told me I′m handsome, I said, "Thanks, boo"
She know me as Russell and that dude who brought that dank through
She just wanna make love and I just wanna make moves
Twenty-five eight, I got food up on my plate, ooh
Beat knockin', I got hella weed options
And a girl that speak French, hella curvy and Moroccan
Only keep gems, we ain′t wit' ′em if they easy
I need me a boss bitch, somebody who don't need me, ayy
Knock, knock, ring-a-ling, get the door, it′s the bros
All my homies gettin' further, we still workin' on the low
You talk shit about your own fuckin′ homies and it shows
You could stunt your whole life, but that shit might make you broke
In your ends, you a joke
To your homies, I′m the pope
To your wifey, I'm the goat
You got reggie, I got dope
Went through pain up in my life
Went through times, we had no hope
Young boy done made a business, I ain′t bend and I ain't fold
Had to get my head right, baby, that′s true
They talk about me heavy, when I'm present they on mute (shh)
I just chill out and record, drink mimosas by the pool
With some freaks and a blizzy while I′m scrollin' through the news
(Who that?) Russell that's who (oh)
Vale be my set, I can get you introduced
This my life, money, bitches, weed, and music, come through
If you say it′s fuck me, then it′s fuck you too (Sher drop that shit)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (make the bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (goddamn)
This another heater for yo′ headtop (ayy)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (ayy)
This another heater for yo′ headtop, look (ayy)
Ayy, we ready? (Ayy)
It's all on me at this point
Alright, listen
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (make the bed rock)
Hittin′ all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (goddamn)
This another heater for yo' headtop (ayy)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (oh yeah, oh yeah)
This another heater for yo′ headtop, look (ayy)
She told me I′m handsome, I said, "Thanks, boo"
She know me as Russell and that dude who brought that dank through
She just wanna make love and I just wanna make moves
Twenty-five eight, I got food up on my plate, ooh
Beat knockin', I got hella weed options
And a girl that speak French, hella curvy and Moroccan
Only keep gems, we ain′t wit' ′em if they easy
I need me a boss bitch, somebody who don't need me, ayy
Knock, knock, ring-a-ling, get the door, it′s the bros
All my homies gettin' further, we still workin' on the low
You talk shit about your own fuckin′ homies and it shows
You could stunt your whole life, but that shit might make you broke
In your ends, you a joke
To your homies, I′m the pope
To your wifey, I'm the goat
You got reggie, I got dope
Went through pain up in my life
Went through times, we had no hope
Young boy done made a business, I ain′t bend and I ain't fold
Had to get my head right, baby, that′s true
They talk about me heavy, when I'm present they on mute (shh)
I just chill out and record, drink mimosas by the pool
With some freaks and a blizzy while I′m scrollin' through the news
(Who that?) Russell that's who (oh)
Vale be my set, I can get you introduced
This my life, money, bitches, weed, and music, come through
If you say it′s fuck me, then it′s fuck you too (Sher drop that shit)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (make the bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (goddamn)
This another heater for yo′ headtop (ayy)
Couple hoes, no clothes, make the bed rock (bed rock)
Hittin' all these suckas with the red dot (bang)
Pull up with my migo in that Benz drop (ayy)
This another heater for yo′ headtop, look (ayy)
Writer(s): Gilbert Russell Llantino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
