topboy - rgv lyrics
yeah
let’s go
all black with the fit
yeah you know i’m feeling lit (ey)
hoe asks me for cash
b*tch be looking like some trash (aha)
gold chain match the fit
mop around me for the drip
broke girl wanna hit my line again
i’ll tap that ass and dip (let’s go)
lost up in the sauce
you know that sh*t just got me mixed up
lames always be yapping about me
they don’t know a thing about me
at my school they don’t f*ck with me
but these hoes still stream my songs
ain’t got time to waste on slags
b*tch i’m out here chasing bags (let’s get it)
name is rgv
looking h*lla clean
i stay 10 toes with my racks
no sh*t comes for free (ey)
baller like steph curry
b*tch i’m really out here shooting threes
on some topboy sh*t
don’t waste time on no ugly b*tch, i’m staying lit (ey)
shawty in my dms
but her boy a simp
homie got some skechers on
that boy be really lacking drip (ey)
when i step out
step out in designer
leaving lv footprints when i walk
i really mean my talk (ey)
all black with the fit
yeah you know i’m feeling lit (ey)
hoe asks me for cash
b*tch be looking like some trash (aha)
gold chain match fit
mop around me for the drip
broke girl wanna hit my line again
i’ll tap that ass and dip (let’s go)
lost up in the sauce
you know that sh*t just got me mixed up
lames always be yapping about me
they don’t know a thing about me
at my school they don’t f*ck with me
but these hoes still stream my songs
ain’t got time to waste on slags
b*tch i’m out here chasing bags (chasing bags)
air js on my feet
b*tch i pack the heat
no basketball talk
b*tch this ain’t miami heat (what)
know a couple hoes at school
b*tches think they cool
don’t compare me with your man
we all know that boy a fool (ey)
hoodie up it’s balmain
mix up with the moncler sweater (yeah)
keeping it a whole buck 50
i don’t care if you’re a hater (ey)
run it up, tryna get me a check
stack that cash on deck
had to leave that b*tch on hold
yeah you know i’m in my zone
all black with the fit
yeah you know i’m feeling lit (ey)
hoe asks me for cash
b*tch be looking like some trash (aha)
gold chain match the fit
mop around me for the drip
broke girl wanna hit my line again
i’ll tap that ass and dip (let’s go)
lost up in the sauce
you know that sh*t just got me mixed up
lames always be yapping about me
they don’t know a thing about me
at my school they don’t f*ck with me
but these hoes still stream my songs
ain’t got time to waste on slags
b*tch i’m out here chasing bags
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