Top Boy (Plead The 5th 2020)

Текст песни Young T & Bugsey feat Morrisson - Top Boy (Plead The 5th 2020)

Top Boy Lyrics[Chorus: Young T]
I'm a real top boy, I don't pretend
Killy killy in the Mercedes Benz
Big bad ting on da [?]
She gon love me off the juice and the blem
Bust down, new season
I made if all off a dealing
Bust down, new season
Let me get a touch, no feelings

[Verse 1: Young T]
Brand new, [?] I got a new chick with it
STK, I got a sweet [?]
Live fast, live long when you seen six figures
Legal or not tell my dawg that's business
Give one to my cousin namedEvans
Sent mill to my bro, just gave him about seven
Real G's need freeing and make heaven
Young Tucks here with di yawdies again
Mac-10 deh ya, we nuh do arguments
[?] ten, I'm a rass it again
That's my dawg in the back, what you mean [?]
Girls in the face and them man still fell off
Big man levels, AMG leathers
Pumpum precious
And we don't pay for them things, man a real life gyalis
[Chorus: Young T]
I'm a real top boy, I don't pretend
Killy killy in the Mercedes Benz
Big bad ting on da [?]
She gon love me off the juice and the blem
Bust down, new season
I made if all off a dealing
Bust down, new season
Let me get a touch, no feelings

[Verse 2: Morrisson]
Matt black B.M
Dark tints, you can't see in
White gal in my passy looking eastern european
Buy packs from L.A and send them back to the ends
And pray that the postman doesn't see them
My jail man, I free them
Smoke a op, the end
We trap through the A.M
And sleep through the P.M
Used to rent the Fryer but now I'm bout to buy it out
Spend hundred-grand on watches but I still got black man timing
All my team is shining
All my team are winning
And my brother ain't coughing yea, cuz all that lean he's drinking
My crops always stinking and neighbours always Whinging
So I pay her rent and all her fucking bills to her snitching
They wanna catch me slipping so I put it in my pouch
New shape range, I got the bullies in da back
And they're looking to attack
And my akhis go tell me bout my man
When i tell them that bush in the house
Grab that crop and pull it down
[Chorus: Young T]
I'm a real top boy, I don't pretend
Killy killy in the Mercedes Benz
Big bad ting on da [?]
She gon love me off the juice and the blem
Bust down, new season
I made if all off a dealing
Bust down, new season
Let me get a touch, no feelings1