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Top Off

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Top Off was released on February 2, 2018 by 300 Entertainment as a part of the album Drip Season 3

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OVERVIEW

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Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Gunna

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Sergio Kitchens

Sergio Kitchens

Songwriter

Tony Son

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Richie Souf

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah my **** we, we really popping this shit for real, ****

Yeah, no cap, no rap cap

[Chorus]

I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce

I got drank and it's clean raw

Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball

I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco

I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down

Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house

I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route

For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town

[Verse 2]

They say, Gunna, you the best, I done went and got a check

I'm about to flex, it's an Audemars Piguet, rocking diamonds, I'm wet

I got water round my neck, I done start to worry less

Went and bought my bitch a necklace, high tech my fresh

**** sending me threats, I done bought another vest

I'm protecting my flesh, ****, pardon my bad

Fifty fur on my hat, I'm having them racks

I could never get attached

[Verse 3]

Actually I can see now, I got back on my feet now

I can take care of my team now, I'ma hold my whole team down

**** hate, I don't see how, made it out of the damn South

And I don't even know how

'Bout to pull me a Benz out

[Chorus]

I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce

I got drank and it's clean raw

Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball

I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco

I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down

Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house

I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route

For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town

[Verse 4]

Yeah, I drip when I'm in town, I'm just tryna stay in bounds

And I'm milking my cash cow, Gunna came with his own sound

You ain't stealing this flow now, blowing smoke and it's so loud

I been bringing these hoes out, Gunna get in his zone now

Eat a green salad yeah, **** still rapping

Racks got me relaxing, bought me a gold Patek

I'm fly and I'm flashy yeah, ****, we have it

Tell me your profession, we gang banging active, YSL Legends

[Verse 5]

Actually I can see now, I got back on my feet now

I can take care of my team now, I'ma hold my whole team down

**** hate, I don't see how, made it out of the damn South

And I don't even know how

'Bout to pull me a Benz out

[Chorus]

I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce

I got drank and it's clean raw

Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball

I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco

I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down

Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house

I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route

For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town

Written by: Sergio Kitchens, Richie Souf

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