CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : TOPANGA
(Reece take 'em to church)
Keep pop, that's how I be (Baow)
Just pulled up on Lil Zay, that boy got diamonds in his teeth (Yeah)
She told me love is blind told that b*t*h, well, I can see (B*t*h)
Make sure that's what you want, 'cause in that water, it get deep (Yeah)
Nah, this ain't designer, still a band up on these cleats, n***a
Me and ALLBLACK, we going crazy on Reece Beats, n***a
Put us in the jungle with the wolves, we still gon' eat, n***a
N***as always talk what they gon' do, but we gon' see (Yeah)
All these little n***as buying sound 'cause we wavy
If I give my young boys a drop, they gon' pay me
Lil' Bow Wow with the rock, Calvin Cambridge
Could really get 'em off, nah, this ain't for entertainment
Could really get 'em off, and I'm the one to send a blitz
My youngins in the hood ready to shake 'cause they some pits (Yeah)
That little sh*t you uppin' in your vid' is just a 'fit (N***a)
Your shoes twelve hundred, but you can barely pay your rent (B*t*h)
Jet Li, we gon' swang it
Riding 'round with every n***a crush, lil' Topanga
N***a, I can really show a hundred, I can bang it (Yeah)
Anything you need, bro, you got it, you just name it (Bean, what up?)
In that Trackhawk, I'm dangerous (Bean, what's happenin'?)
No strap, I'm strangling (Factual)
Run up on my whip, I'll leave your top hanging
I can show a hundred thousand cash, I can bang it
A1 foreign cleats, Amiri denim, the cross Gucci
Pair of Thieves holding up the stock, Glock, tooly
On Kenneth Von, I'm a dog, I don't bark, I bite
On Damon Williams, I done sent more hoes than Dolemite
Bean and BLACK, we the new deli boys, nothin' nice
Ain't never rolled up, got stripped, or pressed on the dice
Left Jimmy Kimmel Live, then went straight to the hood
Caught an Uber from my PO office
Got to the Oracle, they escorted me to the wood
Micro Drac'll make a n***a dance like J Boog
A thirty-six count of condoms made me ten-thousand
I got a cougar up in Houston that give me allowance
Cheese blessed me with some beans, I used spit to down it
Had me so f**king high I thought fish was drowning
I hate takin' pics with n***as who be showing money
'Cause they be looking broke as f**k with them little thousands
Jet Li, we gon' swang it
Riding 'round with every n***a crush, lil' Topanga
N***a, I can really show a hundred, I can bang it
Anything you need, bro, you got it, you just name it (Bean, what up?)
In that Trackhawk, I'm dangerous (Bean, what's happenin'?)
No strap, I'm strangling (Factual)
Run up on my whip, I'll leave your top hanging
I can show a hundred thousand cash, I can bang it
Keep pop, that's how I be (Baow)
Just pulled up on Lil Zay, that boy got diamonds in his teeth (Yeah)
She told me love is blind told that b*t*h, well, I can see (B*t*h)
Make sure that's what you want, 'cause in that water, it get deep (Yeah)
Nah, this ain't designer, still a band up on these cleats, n***a
Me and ALLBLACK, we going crazy on Reece Beats, n***a
Put us in the jungle with the wolves, we still gon' eat, n***a
N***as always talk what they gon' do, but we gon' see (Yeah)
All these little n***as buying sound 'cause we wavy
If I give my young boys a drop, they gon' pay me
Lil' Bow Wow with the rock, Calvin Cambridge
Could really get 'em off, nah, this ain't for entertainment
Could really get 'em off, and I'm the one to send a blitz
My youngins in the hood ready to shake 'cause they some pits (Yeah)
That little sh*t you uppin' in your vid' is just a 'fit (N***a)
Your shoes twelve hundred, but you can barely pay your rent (B*t*h)
Jet Li, we gon' swang it
Riding 'round with every n***a crush, lil' Topanga
N***a, I can really show a hundred, I can bang it (Yeah)
Anything you need, bro, you got it, you just name it (Bean, what up?)
In that Trackhawk, I'm dangerous (Bean, what's happenin'?)
No strap, I'm strangling (Factual)
Run up on my whip, I'll leave your top hanging
I can show a hundred thousand cash, I can bang it
A1 foreign cleats, Amiri denim, the cross Gucci
Pair of Thieves holding up the stock, Glock, tooly
On Kenneth Von, I'm a dog, I don't bark, I bite
On Damon Williams, I done sent more hoes than Dolemite
Bean and BLACK, we the new deli boys, nothin' nice
Ain't never rolled up, got stripped, or pressed on the dice
Left Jimmy Kimmel Live, then went straight to the hood
Caught an Uber from my PO office
Got to the Oracle, they escorted me to the wood
Micro Drac'll make a n***a dance like J Boog
A thirty-six count of condoms made me ten-thousand
I got a cougar up in Houston that give me allowance
Cheese blessed me with some beans, I used spit to down it
Had me so f**king high I thought fish was drowning
I hate takin' pics with n***as who be showing money
'Cause they be looking broke as f**k with them little thousands
Jet Li, we gon' swang it
Riding 'round with every n***a crush, lil' Topanga
N***a, I can really show a hundred, I can bang it
Anything you need, bro, you got it, you just name it (Bean, what up?)
In that Trackhawk, I'm dangerous (Bean, what's happenin'?)
No strap, I'm strangling (Factual)
Run up on my whip, I'll leave your top hanging
I can show a hundred thousand cash, I can bang it
