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Bossman Dlow Top Notch

[Intro]
Big Za, Big Za (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yoom
(Beep)
All I, jit (Big Za)
Look, Dlow, Big Za (Big Za)
Look

[Chorus]
Real nigga (Dlow), money getter, I'm the G.O.A.T., jit
Big Za (Big Za), top notch all I smoke, jit
Leave me alone, don't call my phone with that broke shit (Nigga)
Hell nah, I don't get involved in no ho shit (No)
I been rippin' and runnin' (Gone)
You know I'm a hustler, I jumped out of prison and I ran that shit up from nothin' (Ran that shit up from nothin')
My sneaky link fallin' in love with me, she eat that dick up in public (That dick up in public)
And I ain't no killer, but I know my niggas'll come shoot the shit out you for me (Rrr)
[Verse]
Young fly nigga, I get big lucci, uh (Racks)
I got lil' niggas, they got big toolies, uh (Rraow)
I know bad bitches, they got bap coochie, uh (Bap)
Junkies love me, plug gon' bring that pack to me, uh
If you trust a bitch, you a big goofy
They say money can't make you happy, man, them niggas lied, ayy (Man, them niggas lied)
Bae, how you thick as f..ck and don't even know how to ride? Ayy, ayy (Don't know how to ride)
Thick bitch, leg up, hit her from the side, ayy, ayy
I ain't hard to find, catch me everywhere it's live, ayy, ayy (Everywhere it's lit)
I'm killin' niggas, put a nigga ass in the dirt, ayy, ayy (Rraow, rraow)
Port Salerno, 46 Ave, bitch, I'm from the Merk, ayy, ayy (Merk, Merk City)
His old lady been f..ckin', now his feelings hurt, ayy, ayy (He silly)
I'm f..ckin' her from every angle, boy, I feel like Kurt, uh, yeah, uh (Kurt, Kurt Angle, yeah)
Keep me out the mix, ayy (Keep me out the mix)
I'm tryna get rich, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I'm hotter than grits, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Shake that ass, do a split, uh (Shake that ass, do a split)
Let a young nigga hit, uh (Let a young nigga f..ck)
Been thuggin' since a jit (Yeah, yeah)
Big Za in this bitch (Big Za)

[Chorus]
Real nigga, money getter, I'm the G.O.A.T., jit
Big Za (Big Za), top notch all I smoke, jit
Leave me alone, don't call my phone with that broke shit (No)
Hell nah, I don't get involved in no ho shit
I been rippin' and runnin' (Gone)
You know I'm a hustler, I jumped out of prison and I ran that shit up from nothin' (Ran that shit up from nothin')
My sneaky link fallin' in love with me, she eat that dick up in public (She eat that dick up in public)
And I ain't no killer, but I know my niggas'll come shoot the shit out you for me (Rrr)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh
(Skrrt)


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