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Trey5 - Top (feat. BOBBY VAYNE) Lyrics



Trey5 - Top (feat. BOBBY VAYNE) Lyrics




It's Vayne
Woo
Yeah, they been counting me out for so long mane

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

Save me a spot at the top
Gimme a minute, I ain't going crazy
Came back for seconds she might gotta pay me
Been supposed to drop but see niggas be lazy
Hit a few dingers I rented out Swayze
I might move to Dallas, I think I deserve it
Thought I stopped rapping I did it on purpose
You don't know who next when they pull back the curtain
My strap like a surgeon, precision and balance
Got bored with the bitch so I pass her to Alex
Order her steak and she still eating salad
Hit from the back she say"hey batter batter
That nigga too pussy we know he a chatter
I'm piping his hoe and her ass getting fatter
Lil water fountain I'm making it splatter
The vibes is too crazy come see how we matter
I gotta four in my cup
I don't gotta measure it up
She still get a bang for a buck
You lil pussy niggas be ducks
Got a .45 in my trunk
Shit itching it's ready to dump
I was down on my ass, I had no luck
Now when I slide around they see my bucks up

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

She be blowing my line, tryna get her a taste
Timex the band, but I ice out the face
See the blue lights, time to put on a chase
Thumb in her butt tryna keep at a pace
Nutted too quick, must've thought I was racing
Look at her chin, and I laugh in her face
Hating ass niggas be broke and complacent
Stop watching my pockets and stay in your place
I told her f*ck what I said, leave
Poppin' that mouth and that pussy for weed
F*ck with me, I satisfy guaranteed
Popping my shit so she don't gotta need
Turnt with the Wok in my hand, I ain't spill it
Hit me, I'm ready to crash at the Palace
The white bitches already covered in cash
Told her give that shit back to your dad
Especially when you be going out sad
Your nigga he dropped a single shit was trash
Gotta have harder shit up in his stash
Said what I said and I'm glad that you asked
Roof in the back and I'm driving in fast
Don't ask me if I got sprite in my potion
Stick with me baby I'm making it last
Just count up the bread I can carry the motion
Shopping with racks that I earned for my mother
Told that lil bitch to get back I ain't stutter
Sit at the the top but I'm fresh out the gutter
My flow thick enough I don't need no more butter
Asking me why I can't pick up the phone
You know I been up in my zone
Baby look at how much we done grown
They done counted me out for so long

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way (yeah)
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

Phew, phew, phew, phew

Let's go
2024 let's go
Let's get it
All year vibes, more life

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay
But they not gonna have it they way
Yeah I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Remember them jeans I ain't been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot, just save me that spot at the top
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It's Vayne
Woo
Yeah, they been counting me out for so long mane

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

Save me a spot at the top
Gimme a minute, I ain't going crazy
Came back for seconds she might gotta pay me
Been supposed to drop but see niggas be lazy
Hit a few dingers I rented out Swayze
I might move to Dallas, I think I deserve it
Thought I stopped rapping I did it on purpose
You don't know who next when they pull back the curtain
My strap like a surgeon, precision and balance
Got bored with the bitch so I pass her to Alex
Order her steak and she still eating salad
Hit from the back she say"hey batter batter
That nigga too pussy we know he a chatter
I'm piping his hoe and her ass getting fatter
Lil water fountain I'm making it splatter
The vibes is too crazy come see how we matter
I gotta four in my cup
I don't gotta measure it up
She still get a bang for a buck
You lil pussy niggas be ducks
Got a .45 in my trunk
Shit itching it's ready to dump
I was down on my ass, I had no luck
Now when I slide around they see my bucks up

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

She be blowing my line, tryna get her a taste
Timex the band, but I ice out the face
See the blue lights, time to put on a chase
Thumb in her butt tryna keep at a pace
Nutted too quick, must've thought I was racing
Look at her chin, and I laugh in her face
Hating ass niggas be broke and complacent
Stop watching my pockets and stay in your place
I told her f*ck what I said, leave
Poppin' that mouth and that pussy for weed
F*ck with me, I satisfy guaranteed
Popping my shit so she don't gotta need
Turnt with the Wok in my hand, I ain't spill it
Hit me, I'm ready to crash at the Palace
The white bitches already covered in cash
Told her give that shit back to your dad
Especially when you be going out sad
Your nigga he dropped a single shit was trash
Gotta have harder shit up in his stash
Said what I said and I'm glad that you asked
Roof in the back and I'm driving in fast
Don't ask me if I got sprite in my potion
Stick with me baby I'm making it last
Just count up the bread I can carry the motion
Shopping with racks that I earned for my mother
Told that lil bitch to get back I ain't stutter
Sit at the the top but I'm fresh out the gutter
My flow thick enough I don't need no more butter
Asking me why I can't pick up the phone
You know I been up in my zone
Baby look at how much we done grown
They done counted me out for so long

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay but they not gonna have it they way (yeah)
I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Ran with G's I done been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot then save me a spot at the top

Phew, phew, phew, phew

Let's go
2024 let's go
Let's get it
All year vibes, more life

Yeah they been counting me out for so long mane
I can't pickup the phone babe
Been busy with labels who don't wanna pay
But they not gonna have it they way
Yeah I remember the streets, ducking the cops
Remember them jeans I ain't been through a lot
Cutting some ties and tying the knot, just save me that spot at the top
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Writer: Herman Howard III, Robert Perry II
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Performed By: Trey5
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Herman Howard III, Robert Perry II

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