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Top Down
22,956
Hip-Hop/Rap
Top Down was released on September 7, 2018 by Never Broke Again, LLC as a part of the album Decided
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AlbumDecided
Release DateSeptember 7, 2018
LabelNever Broke Again, LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart
Aaron Lockhart
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Dennis Neal Jr.
Dennis Neal Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer
Louis Bandz
Louis Bandz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I had pulled up fresher than a motherfucker
In my best
Playin' on my top, so I say that's a bet
If they get outta place, we gon' leave 'em in check
Cold hearted, I don't lean on that
Diamonds layin' on a vest on my chest
Bitch, I'm aggressive, suck me up, I'll break your fuckin' neck
Bitch, I got on Prada head to toe
I got them choppas by the floor
I got that raw by the load
I got one block already gone
I cannot stop, I want him gone
I pay that price to bust his dome
I'm all alone while I'm at home
I changed the numbers to my phone
Hold on
Top down, choppas on, uh-uh
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill 'em dead, ****, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as fuck, accept myself, so I don't care now
Thou shall not kill, so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
[Verse 2]
Hold on
Bitch, I'm loaded
And I'm rollin' like a rollin' stone
That **** got your feelin's gone
A half a million in my home
A Rolex on my son' arm
Convicted felon, bear arms
Speak on that, I'm goin' to jail
You know I'll do that time strong
[Verse 3]
Hold on, what it is?
Shorty say I keep that shit too real
Every diamond froze, bitch, you knowin' I don't never chill
If they say that, then, fuck it, ****
Tell them bitches what it is
You play, I bet I'll bust a ****
You know I do this shit for real
[Verse 4]
Stanky hoes, bitch mad that I got my own
Want smoke, ****, what you on?
**** want smoke, I'ma get you some
I ain't never put them choppers down
Then asked her if she gon' leave me alone
Purple weed got my mind gone
Bitch, I'm pullin' up with my top down
Let's bang, ****
[Verse 5]
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill 'em dead, ****, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as fuck, accept myself, so I don't care now
Thou shall not kill, so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
[Verse 6]
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh
Written by: Aaron Lockhart, Dennis Neal, Kentrell Gaulden
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