Top Tier (Intro)

I smell rubber in the air
It's everywhere
LV D&G that's what I wear
I don't buy one piece
I just buy a pair
Made from a croco
Or a brown bear
Sit on my lap
I can fill the gap
Trophies just like coins
I'm a champ
I'm in a good mood
I'll screw it like a lamp
Just filling my gas up
To the fullest
You can hear the noise outside
And some bullets
Just filling my gas up
To the fullest
You can hear the noise outside
And some bullets

Two short horns
Eating grass speaking facts
Zero tatts growing stats feeling bad
Flying bats in the night eating rats
A lot of hats I'm so glad
For all what I had
Meeting my boys at 3
Getting a Lyft to the downtown
Pool full of stacks no space left
She might get drowned
Everybody relise on me
That's why I have a crown
It's always lit when I come around
A lot of shit is happening in here
Change the logo
From a croco to a baby dear
But when I talk they disappear
That's on being a real top tier
New year new me new shit new
New life new friends new ass
So I can eat my happy meal
New year new me new shit new
New life new friends new ass
So I can eat my happy meal

I smell rubber in the air
It's everywhere
LV D&G that's what I wear
I don't buy one piece
I just buy a pair
Made from a croco
Or a brown bear
Sit on my lap
I can fill the gap
Trophies just like coins
I'm a champ
I'm in a good mood
I'll screw it like a lamp
Just filling my gas
Up to the fullest
You can hear the noise outside
And some bullets
Just filling my gas
Up to the fullest
You can hear the noise outside
And some bullets

She so thick
I sleep on her like a pillow
I like the classy not the one
From the ghetto
Not the one who loves to flash
Through the window
Short haired nice eyes
Go hit it in the blendo
Never had any Amiris
Always sharing my feelings
At night with Siri
Fully white buildings
We are in Santorini
So slippy smooth and slick
Took it from Houdini
Triple A body is built like a camel
Wearing my robe
With a scented candle
Clear minded on the road
Shifting these paddles
I care about the mindset
But I'll be thankful
If she was a model
Bitch I'm the boss I'm not a fan
She likes to ride me
Like a horse Mulan
These days thots are the idols
And who do you stan
Chef made chopped herbs
With melting butter
On The Dutch pan
You like your hair straight
But I'm with the fade buds
I taste something unique
Not sure about your taste buds
All of them know me innocents
And real thugs
Come with me to the secret room
Nobody can hear the thuds