On Top Of The World lyrics

[Verse1]
I wonder why my younger got so much swag
Swag cause my CEO got so much bag (bag)
Pop a n*gga ass like a polo tag
And a n*gga making a hundred grand
I could never be mad
All I see is avelange n*gga waving flag
But you grown b*tches is some pull up pants stand
Any situation I stay patient I remember n*ggers
Racing just to cook on things
Run that sh*t back man
Its muva russian man they need it bad
Hey they need to hear about this sh*t man
Run that sh*t back man
I’m in the club with the illest strippers
All black with them killers with them
Fall back I got my n*ggers with me
Fall back I got a chopper with me
Pull up got the doctors greet you
A lot of n*ggers they be out to get you
All of these n*ggers money not the issue
sh*tting on these n*ggers with my box of tissues
Hold up n*gga get your hoes up
Hold up the marley in a duffle cup
Froze with your b*tch you can hang with us
Bulk up if you dop you going to get buss
Diamonds in my chain and my pinky ring
Flour Glock nine I’m a let it squeeze
Have a pus*y n*gga singing like Alecia Keys
SPC n*gga make them hard to breathe
[Hook]
Why we winning we winning we getting this money
We laugh we laughing at n*ggers that funny
I we winning we winning we getting this money cash
We laugh we laughing at these n*ggers that funnny

[Verse2]
I’ll stay dumb with the air strips strippers
Hanging on the corner with the realest killers
Only thing they doing in the streets is dealing
pus*y selling pus*y and they possing prescriptions
Take a shot of henny with a moss cella moss cella
Mother f*cker hater you know the opts kill em
The cops is in watch with yah
n*gga f*ck around and God be with them
Yeah yeah you n*ggers be so on top of the world
sl*tty boys be on top of the world
sl*tty boys be on top of your girl
Yea fat trel
Ya’ll n*ggers so on top of the world

[Verse3]
I wonder why my younger got so much swag
Swag cause my CEO got so much bag (bag)
Pop a n*gga ass like a polo tag
And a n*gga making a hundred grand
I could never be mad
All I see is avelange n*gga waving flag
But you grown b*tches is some pull up pants stand
Any situation I stay patient I remember n*ggers
Racing just to cook on things
I remember when we couldn’t put on pants
The Tommy Hilfiger sun got me put on zanz facts
Its another microwave good ass fan and
n*ggers be kicking women out like genie pan facts
Dirty little n*ggers never seen a grand
Take a n*gga out and pay to clean the van facts
b*tches be at the airport to pick them up
pus*y full of marley have me living it up gang
Just another trip of money getting to us
I don’t give a f*ck he ain’t sitting with us
f*ck the rest of history what's written with us
f*ck a n*gga leave a club
He ain’t spillin enough
Just another trip in money getting to us
I ain’t give a f*ck he ain’t sitting with us
f*ck the rest of history what's written with us
f*ck a n*gga leave a club
He ain’t spillin enough
I’ll stay dumb with the air strips strippers
Hanging on the corner with the realest killers
Only thing they doing in the streets is dealing b*tches
pus*y selling pus*y and they possing prescriptions
Take a shot of henny with a moss cella moss cella
Mother f*cker hater you know the opts kill em
The cops is in watch with yah
n*gga f*ck around and God be with them
Yeah you n*ggers so on top of the world yea
sl*tty boys be on top of the world
sl*tty boys be on top of your girl
Ya’ll n*ggers so on top of the world