Top Down (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & JasonMartin)

Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn

I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird

I'm sipping this cup till I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt

I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen **** die by the word

Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb

Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral

Top down, top

I got my top down

She pull her top down

Light another one and do it all again

Planning how the credits roll when the movie ends

You can try to see it through this lens

Pulling up with a few of her friends

Text me, tell me where the Uber is

It all depends if you stay down, if you come up

Rep the gang if it's draw, lose, or win

My newest car what I'm cruising in

And I always have one thing on my mind, that's do it big

Taylor Gang in the house like homeschool for kids

In the house like we due for rent

In and out, leaving ashes on your couch

Might come through and dip

Ain't the one to cross like you do a bridge

Lighting up at every event

Her friend put her onto Taylor Gang and she been loyal to me ever since

It'll be hard to find this, they not on the shelf

Let's take a shot for health, wealth and knowledge itself, uh

Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn

I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird

I'm sipping this cup till I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt

I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen **** die by the word

Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb

Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral

Top down, top

I got my top down

She pull her top down (What?)

Riding through my city, swerve, swerving blocks

Ah, shit there go the motherfucking cops

Slowly smashed inda'

Throw that back under my seat (Right there)

Making sure the county jail don't see me (On God)

It's all eyes on me, R.I.P. Afeni

Plus, I'm known to keep it player, yeah, I P extremely (On God)

Crew was running up them numbers right before the streaming (On God)

Anything you looking for, you can get it by this evening, that's on Jesus

West side reputable, always staying on business

Anything else unacceptable (Aye)

Beefing over pussy get you turned into a vegetable out here

Learn some game (What?)

She gave it, he took it

Nothing's wrong with fair exchange

Nah, this ain't for the lames (Nah)

This here for the bosses (On God)

That get it cracking, ain't got time to be long winded by losses (For real)

Execute with sharpness

X out everybody that crossed us

Gang, gang, gang, gang, ****

Throw it up like you nauseous (What?)

Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn

I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird

I'm sipping this cup till I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt

I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen **** die by the word

Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb

Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral

Top down, top

I got my top down

She pull her top down