Letras
Shit, I ain't gonna lie, y'all, I had the meanest trip off the shrooms, so I'mma tell
y'all about it
Just listen up
Just listen up
(You know when top5 on the track he go crazy)
shrooms got me on the moon
In the bed, the shawty won't move
Steady dreamin' bout a coupe
Top down, banging ice cube
Man, these bitches so cruel
Even when I was in school
That hoeing around not cool
These bitches be thinking it's cute
trackhawk spinnin i'm lovin it
If she bad, I'm dubbin it
Glock got rounds, I'm dumping it
If she like it, I'm loving it
Money, sex, drugs, I can't choose
Givenchy, Moncleezy
Lord, give me clues
Fucking with these model hoes, be giving me the blues
If we fuck, I'm oiling you, so you gon' pass the lube
Smoking on this Skywalker, it got me on the mooon
I just got the munchies, boy, I'm feeling like Kid Buu
Ask about Top 5, back then, and y'all just gon' say who
Back then, I was bullying niggas inside the school
Niggas was running from me and trying to up their tool
I was in the school restroom, trappin to these buffoons
Ask about Top 5, now you know all these hoes gon' choose
Y'all was broke and stuck, but I'm counting money on shrooms
Run up on me, you know that stick, I'ma let it boom
Everybody know that Top 5, the highest in the room
Like Curry, I'm sweepin, y'all, somebody pass the broom
Like Mike Tyson, I'm sleeping, yeah, you finna meet your doom
Fuckin on this hoe, yeah, you know she my favorite throat
Like Jordan, when I go out, I'm finna be the GOAT
I'm the shit, no diapers, she block my number, I Skype her
If she got good throat, then you know I'ma have to wife her
Ever since I took shroomies, my life just been a big blur
I got diagnosed with get the money, swear it's a curse
I be puffin' za', but sometimes I be sippin' liquor
Sometimes I be getting tempted I might have to lick her