Hey Roscoe - Top Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Bae, where yo mama yeah she did a great job wit ya
I been countin' commas I can't work no f*cking job wit ya
He ain't talking cream I can see it's Ray Charles to ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the Top wit ya
Oh, take the Top wit ya
Ohhh, take the Top wit ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the top wit ya

I pull up with a bottle of bubbly
I'm saucy even though I'm ugly
And I don't wanna be ya buddy
Top off when ya f*ck me
Yeen got to bash ya man to f*ck me
Yeen got to act like ya love me
I'll pop ya back chiropractic
Dick disappear call it magic
Hit the mall and ball wall to wall
Nigga bark I'm calling all my dogs
F*ck 12 I live above the law
Bad bitch I think I'm Tim McGraw
I ain't whipped a car and saw the ceiling
I ain't f*cked a bitch and caught feelings
I ain't with the talk and all the chilling
I ain't Peter Parker I'm a villain
Wait
You got ya own go on on don't pick off my plate
When I send ya home and ya money long you know bitches gone hate
Cause they try to be you but you know they fake
That's why every time I see you I gotta say

Bae, where yo mama yeah she did a great job wit ya
I been countin' commas I can't work no f*cking job wit ya
Heen talking cream I can see it's Ray Charles to ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the Top wit ya
Oh, take the Top wit ya
Ohhh, take the Top wit ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the top wit ya

I ain't bout to fuss and argue wit ya
When ya cross me hope God wit ya
Y'all niggas search the earth for serpents
I ain't bout to roam the garden wit ya
I'm a keep it cool on the pimp tip
Pop a brew pursue my Homer Simp shit
Got a bad bitch on my line
Bad bitch on my line
I don't make her wait I drop her dope dick
I don't pay to play I own the show bitch
I don't get a broke nigga vibe
Cause being broke ain't the vibe
I get the pie then divide
I tippy toe to yo hoe
So she hopped in the ride
Now she rollin my dope
The money ain't a issue when you ball
Like I'm D. Fish shooting the 3
When you need bars who do you call
Roscoe got it all by the Kilo
You lost and never found she not f*cking for free bro
So every time she see me I be like

Bae, where yo mama yeah she did a great job wit ya
I been countin' commas I can't work no f*cking job wit ya
Heen talking cream I can see it's Ray Charles to ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the Top wit ya
Oh, take the Top wit ya
Ohhh, take the Top wit ya
When ya whip the lambo, take the top wit ya