Top 5

G-wave baby Gra-gra-gra I-is that you JJ Be keeping that, Jah bigger than what, but f- one butt Bizzy, Muna monster, If I walk with the 30 clip Inna face where I thought this is That structure, bloodclot Like, look What's a demon to a goblin I was trappin', I was robbin' Every villain got a problem (facts) Look, every hero got a Gotham Every child need a father Like, I was raised by the block I was nine when my father got knocked I was twelve when my brother got knocked I was 13, when I left off that shot, eliminated I had to get on that gritty sh- I ain't forgiving 'em (at all) I took a plea for what? Get on your knees I don't wanna f- Look, switching your team for what? I took an oath I ain't switching up Look, serving these fiends for what? So I can have J's when I step in the club (facts) Look now I got foreign's I'm steppin' in Dior Drugs in my system I'm drinking my Seymour's My body different, I was the Grinch I ain't care 'bout no Christmas Look, she wanna hit this I done f- b- and f- with they friendships Look, I'm finna slide with a big stick No I'm Fivio but I got that big drip This ain't no race don't trip b- I took an L and then I got big lit Uh, now I'm just tryna' get big rich I ain't got time to beef over kid sh- I took an opp off the hitlist My n- sliding they think that they blitzing Look, these n- lie in the booth See me in person like who you gon' yell at You ain't no shooter boy who you gon' tell that If I get booked Marz know where the bell at I was 'round pack but no I never sell that Uh, did a flip with some coke I told my 'migo to mail that Like, look I said y'all n- play too much I keep it brief, up in these raps No I ain't saying too much, these n- ain't do enough Y'all n- spinning But y'all ain't even spinning on n- that's ain't even tuff Coulda been fiending to dump Had that p- boy bleeding that time of the month My shooters been on a hunt When we slide they ain't like Rick they like Forrest Gump (facts) I asked if you ready or not If I see an opp Don't think it's sweet 'cause you know it's baby bottle pop When it comes to these bars I'm really elite B- I'm the one who made it hot Like, look I was spinin' on any block I'm off the 'trone I said I don't do Ciroc From the east where they cook up But I be in the stop where the real n- milly rock And my shooter just hit me like good luck You know it get spooky up at the top 'Cause that's when you see who hatin' They ain't gon' love you when you leave the block Like nah ma', always on go I don't care 'bout no stop signs Top five Uh, come to that drill and they know I'm top five When dead guys, uh, say a different thing wanna get his head fried Uh, you're a damn lie, you mention Brooklyn, you know I'm on top five Like, uh we really spinnin' for real Uh They makin' up drills where we really makin' movies for real Like, uh N- know don't cap Made it cool to jack what jack I'm E.B.K n- know all the facts like, top five Uh, dead or alive they know I'm top five You mention Brooklyn you know that I'm top five On the dead guys like He talking hot then he get his head fried you a damn lie Like, come to that drill and they know I'm top five These n- lie in the booth See me in person like who you gon' yell at You ain't no, shooter boy who you gon' tell that If get booked Marz know where the bell at I was 'round pack but no never sell that Uh Did a flip with some coke I told my 'migo to mail that, like Like, look