lirik lagu faso (rapper) - top dog
(the vocal, the beat, and everything)
and then thursday i wanna adlib this
i don’t wanna touch this again
like i want you to f~ck with this and then thursday when we listen
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
don’t that make you wanna dance a little (aye, yeah)
don’t that make you wanna dance a little, aye
don’t that make you wanna dance a little, aye
don’t that make you —
oh you must be the top dog, the big dog
that one who push the bricks off, its all false
who the f~ck you think you is dog, get you sh~t tossed
send them shooters at your crib dog, get your sh~t robbed
aye, top to bottom, scheming
aye, shawty think we came to some sort of agreement
aye, she be seeing other people, i just see the millions
she be checking on my savings just to check in every evening
i been f~cking for the days she tell her friends only the weekend
i been f~cking with lil baby since the second that she see me
aye, so wait
im a second away from leaving
i might step out in the tesla, i might step out with lil baby
i must really be the top dog, the head hun
the one send the phone call, to drop by
i can’t walk around with dead weight, that’s on god
so i had to cut that dead weight, right off
yeah, yeah but apparently
these boys need some clarity
i ain’t f~cking with all that negativity
so i cut em off and turn em into enemies
but i turn them chop soy how i eat that
i might run off with a quarter like three back
i can sense all of my dogs on the heat map
and you know just where to find us if you need that
b~tch yeah you need that
im the one they run to
the one they show love to
the one they hold the gun to
grills in my mouth b~tch, that’s a gold tooth
b~tch we a gold mine, i thought i told you
im the top dog, the head hun
the one send the phone call, to drop by
i can’t walk around with dead weight, that’s on god
so i had to cut that dead weight, right off
oh you must be the top dog, the big dog
that one who push the bricks off, its all false
who the f~ck you think you is dog, get you sh~t tossed
send them shooters at your crib dog, get your sh~t robbed
aye yeah
yeah, don’t that make you wanna dance a little, aye
don’t that make you wanna dance a little, aye
don’t that make you wanna dance a little, aye
yeah, faso, yeah
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