Hell Naw - Boss Top

Jaguar, that bitch super fast just like a Nascar

Trap spot, selling cocaine, heroin out this trap spot

Crack pot, bitch I made a hundred off this crack pot

.40 Glock, hit him in his face, make his head pop

Dreadlocks, all my niggas tatted and got dreadlocks

Feds hot, all them opps snitching got the feds hot

Red dots, think I’m going to jail?

See this red dot

Hell naw, put that on my daughter, I’m like hell naw

Choppas, know we got them choppas and a trap spot

Two stoves, when we in here whipping we got 8-pots

Junkies, junkies back-to-back they want them damn rocks

'Ikes, 'Ikes back-to-back they want them damn Glocks

Waka, off them flats we turnt up just like Flocka

Rasta, all my niggas dreaded like a rasta

Pop ya, run up on me, run, my bro gon' pop ya

Drop ya, like a broke label we gon' drop ya

Foreign, then we scratch off in that Foreign

Boring, she don’t fuck with you just cause you boring

Touring, I be fucking hoes when we touring

Pouring, dropped a four that night, woke up that morning

Glizzies, know we got them glizzies like a damn cop

Actin', I don’t like to act unless it’s straight drop

30's, boy we got them on us, fuck a stash spot

Trap spot, in here shaking at the crackpot

Eater, boy you cuffing.

Eater, she a damn thot

You need her, I don’t need her unless it’s for some top

Professor, way I am finessing bitches love Boss Top

Finesser, ho I am finessing and I keep my Glock

Bando, know we got them choppas in a bando

Rambo, Glock Boys coming through, just like Rambo

Damn ho, hit him in his shit, his whole hand swoll

Pants low, And he got them wings just like Red Bull