Letras
Steady tryna reach to tippy top
He say he a fighter? Please don't try it boy you needa stop
And watch your lip, Low your tone and make it stick
Or watch me as I up and crack yo wig like its ritz, uh
Shawty do a trick, for this money make it dip down low
For the time of your life are you down to take some dro? Let me know, what you dealing with
I'm finna take a hit and maybe after we can take a sip of this medicine, uh yeah
My melanin? it make her wet, she stutter speech impediment
Im waiting for the truth, cant name a nigga I ain't better than
Heaven sent, shordy say she heaven sent, a "freaky deak"
She knew how to twerk for me the energy between us
Got us moving, we in synergy, she feeling me, I'm feeling 3
She call her friend, they feel my D
I bust a little dance cause I'm faded
Then I make em' leave, It's money to be made, and It's bills I gotta pay
Always rolling up again can't name a time that I ain't faded, The way that I be smoking got me floating outer space man
Somewhere at the tippy top is where I gotta take it
Nigga quit the crying dog I think It's time to face it, I'm kicking down the doors, while you sitting here complacent, You think that we adjacent? Hell nah boy you's a "pagan"
I'll send you down to Satan, for talking on the gang man, I can't trust a soul cause these niggas on some snake shit
Im what they claim to be SemFoe lil hoe
Steady tryna reach to tippy top
He say he a fighter? Please dont try it boy you needa stop
And watch your lip, Low your tone and make it stick
Or watch me as I up and crack yo wig like its ritz, uh
Shawty do a trick, for this money make it dip down low
For the time of your life are you tryna take some dro? Let me know, what you dealing with
I'm finna take a hit and maybe after we can take a sip of this medicine, yeah