Doctor told me I should rest
But I ain't gon' never ever quit
I like girls with pretty feet, yeah
And jeans that'll never ever fit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Top down (yeah)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Top down (top down)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Most that shit y'all talkin' bout
Ain't really talkin' 'bout nothin' (no)
Say you twenty-five when you really thirty-two
Baby goin' in, go and stop frontin' (whoa)
Bottle in the club cost a stack
You ain't even got nine hundred (oh)
Ben-10 with the bustdown
Different rank, got my whole damn lane
Got my whole damn lane
I dare you, put it together
On that white just like Othello
I don't check emails, better be textin'
Cc me if you're talking reckless
Pinky toe yellow, foot on the pedal
My bitch a speed devil
That's vroom, vroom, vroom, skrrt
They won't catch us never
Beyonce, my halo
My angel, my devil
My shooters come through with the
Doot, doot, doot, doot, man, I'm tellin' you
I got the heart of a dragon (yeah)
I'm livin' like I imagined
World is mine, no askin'
The world is mine, I'm stabbin', stabbin' now
Top down (yeah)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Top down (top down)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me (ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't waste time on the phone like that
And I stay leavin' texts on read (hello?)
I had, the minute I'm home, I ran into a fling
But I can't really call her my ex (hey)
She said, "I see you, I know you been workin', lil' daddy
You look like you gettin' to the check
I know you focused on work
But I can't help but notice you can't talk about nothin' else
What about you?
How's your mental? How do you cope with what you been through?
How's your tempo?
Who in your life are you really close to?"
I was like, "Damn," space left blank
Plenty of fish in the sea
But nobody fuck with a shark in the tank
Peddle my mind later, washin' the whip
See my reflection, it's all in the paint (oh)
Laid back top, bumping that Frank Ocean, "Crack Rock" (oh)
When I pull up, ridin' with a pack rat, don't get caught, woo
Been through it all, I'm no stranger to loss
R.I.P. Richard, Olivia, Charles (R.I.P)
If nothin' else, I'ma do it for y'all
I don't rap, I just say what's on my heart
Top down (yeah)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Top down (top down)
And I'm floatin' through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch out (on the run)
Deputy out to get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I've been drinkin'
And I've been smokin'
And shawty, I'm flying' down 285, but I'm so focused
Said I've been drinkin'
And I've been smokin'
And baby, I'm flying' down 285, but I'm so focused
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Top Down - Childish Major and EARTHGANG
