I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
(We gone step)
(We gone step)
Soon as I press that button I go flip mode
Sneak dissing on my gang you get shit on
I don't do the back & forth this ain't ping pong
Always accompanied by the money even when I'm home alone
Feeling presidential f*ck it throw the rolle on
This bitch gone do whatever once I throw this jewelry on
I'm like a king up in this bitch can't knock me off my throne
I'm a self made nigga I did it on my own
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
All of my shooters ready to crash they follow they shots
I don't ever half ass shit I'm giving it all that I got
Money just flowing in like water ain't no drought
Ball in LA like a goat, Mike Trout
Call a bad bitch come slang that throat, right now
You talking a bag then I'm on go, right now
My ears, neck and wrist froze, right now
I can show you how to rack in these chos, right now
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
YHL Bran - Top Shelf Lyrics
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I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
(We gone step)
(We gone step)
Soon as I press that button I go flip mode
Sneak dissing on my gang you get shit on
I don't do the back & forth this ain't ping pong
Always accompanied by the money even when I'm home alone
Feeling presidential f*ck it throw the rolle on
This bitch gone do whatever once I throw this jewelry on
I'm like a king up in this bitch can't knock me off my throne
I'm a self made nigga I did it on my own
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
All of my shooters ready to crash they follow they shots
I don't ever half ass shit I'm giving it all that I got
Money just flowing in like water ain't no drought
Ball in LA like a goat, Mike Trout
Call a bad bitch come slang that throat, right now
You talking a bag then I'm on go, right now
My ears, neck and wrist froze, right now
I can show you how to rack in these chos, right now
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
(We gone step)
(We gone step)
Soon as I press that button I go flip mode
Sneak dissing on my gang you get shit on
I don't do the back & forth this ain't ping pong
Always accompanied by the money even when I'm home alone
Feeling presidential f*ck it throw the rolle on
This bitch gone do whatever once I throw this jewelry on
I'm like a king up in this bitch can't knock me off my throne
I'm a self made nigga I did it on my own
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
All of my shooters ready to crash they follow they shots
I don't ever half ass shit I'm giving it all that I got
Money just flowing in like water ain't no drought
Ball in LA like a goat, Mike Trout
Call a bad bitch come slang that throat, right now
You talking a bag then I'm on go, right now
My ears, neck and wrist froze, right now
I can show you how to rack in these chos, right now
I ain't never ask for no help I did this shit myself
Young nigga came from the bottom, now a nigga sitting top shelf
Steady keep smoking this gas know this shit bad for my health
Steady been stacking these racks f*ck it let's go Moncler
I just cashed out on some stones, crystals, they hit like meth
Wherever I go keep the thirty just incase shit go left
All of my shooters ready to crash we gone step
Writer: Brandon Manning
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