Minolta - Toptop Lyrics

All we hear is bottles and heels
Making record deals
Eating five course meals
All we hear is bottles and heels
Making record deals
Eating five course meals

I remember when my stomach hurt and I used to steal
Now they bring me my Rose ask if I want it chilled
I ain't got time to chill
I'm trying to make my first mill
I tell him don't catch no feels
I'm stiletto stomping straight to the hills
Not worried about bills
Feeling like Future 'cause I live for the thrills
You might call it the low life
But it's my best life still
We made it out of the Ville
Destiny fulfilled
Now excuse me
May I get a refill

Click clack heels and the bottle
Siren song so good till you swallow
Then the good feelings gone
Ayo Ayo Ayo Ayo
Last sip, last drip
Closing time again
Feel the heavy
You inside the belly of beast
Get on your knees

I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top

They was selling candy at the store
I was selling candy too
What's a girl to do
When the world's against you
We just out here living
Been banging since the beginning
Taking what's given
The new American Vision
Turn that pot into a new kitchen
The whole block is hungry
I'm your boss not your homie
So pay me what you owe me
Don't f*ck with phonies
I told you I'm a beast they can't control me

Click clack heels and the bottle
Siren song so good till you swallow
Then the good feelings gone
Ayo Ayo Ayo Ayo
Last sip, last drip
Closing time again
Feel the heavy
You inside the belly of beast
Get on your knees

I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top

I run the, I run the...

I run the streets
I write the beats
No stems or seeds
I ride the breeze

I run the streets
I write the beats
No stems or seeds
I ride the breeze

I run the streets
I write the beats
No stems or seeds
I ride the breeze

I run the streets
I write the beats
No stems or seeds
I ride the breeze

I run the block I got the top

Last sip, last drip
Closing time again
Feel the heavy
You inside the belly of beast
Get on your knees

I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
I run the block
I got the top
I run the block
I got the top top
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