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Lil Top (Explicit)

Youngboy Never Broke Again
2020-02-213:00 minSynced lyrics

"Lil Top (Explicit)" is a song by Youngboy Never Broke Again, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:00 long and contains 79 lines and 664 words.

Lyrics

0:04Khris James what the f**k
0:09Godd*mn BJ with another one
0:14Let's go
0:17Ayy turn me up XO
0:21We finna step up yeah
0:23Mmh that Lil Top Lil Top Lil Top yeah
0:25I'm really Top really I'm really Top yeah
0:28I'm really Top hey I'm really Top yeah
0:31I don't want that top yeah it's on lil' n**ga
0:34I cut off my day ones for the win Win
0:36I just pulled up in that black Maybach you can't see in Skrrt
0:39Up got plenty racks I keep that strap with one cocked in
0:41Not even close with family why the f**k would
0:44I want friends Tell me that lil' n**ga let's go
0:46F**k the ones who talking b**ch I'm lit alright Alright
0:48A million dollars worth of cars no lease no rent
0:51I'm only twenty can't nobody tell me sh*t
0:53I'm slime I'm slime
0:55B**ch cross the line I lose my mind I bust that iron look
0:57Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
1:00Just send my million through an invoice Let's go let's go
1:02I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
1:05Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing
1:08Can't keep a ho let's go
1:09Lost my brothers I ain't friendly n**ga Friendly n**ga
1:11I spent two-fifty on my Bentley Oh
1:14Straight up out the mud we from the trenches n**ga
1:16The realest ones had the hardest way of living Talk to 'em
1:20But who want smoke I drop them bags
1:21I'm quick to send it p**sy n**ga
1:23Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats and some benjis
1:25Broke a*s n**ga
1:26F**k their opinion it don't help out how I'm living Yeah
1:28Let's fight with millions f**k whoever think I'm trippin'
1:31And yeah
1:31I pull up black and I see trouble c**k one in it
1:34Yeah I c**k one in it
1:35I'm full of Xanax all my brothers rollin' with me
1:36Yeah They rollin' with me
1:37I'm up and focused probably blow if you come near me playing
1:40Got all my pockets filled with hundreds doing the murder man
1:42Let's go
1:43The biggest boss ride through the North
1:44I keep my gun in hand Gun in hand
1:46I don't wanna talk I let it off while all these diamonds dance
1:48RIP Dump everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them
1:51Came from the bottom they don't even know
1:53This money got 'em starin' Let's go
1:54Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top now
1:57Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
1:59Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
2:03That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
2:05Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
2:08Just send my million through an invoice In through an invoice
2:11I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
2:14Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing
2:16One two three million I bet it placed a bet I set it
2:19It's way too hot clear out the block
2:21Spin on your sh*t and wet it
2:22Do it and stop Prada'd up b**ch
2:23We flexin' while we steppin'
2:25I don't want to talk about that sh*t
2:26This money my confession
2:28I say this new Bentley a go-kart
2:29Drive this b**ch like Herbie
2:31I just threw one of them thangs back
2:32I came through I was swervin'
2:33Get out of line we smush your brains back
2:35That murder sh*t be urgent
2:374 KTrey we put this b**ch straight to your face
2:38You think I'm worried Yeah
2:40Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top now
2:43Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
2:45Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
2:48That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
2:51Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
2:54Just send my million through an invoice
2:56I spend plenty blue face racks on sh*t I wear once yeah
3:00Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing
Khris James what the f**k
Godd*mn BJ with another one
Let's go
Ayy turn me up XO
We finna step up yeah
Mmh that Lil Top Lil Top Lil Top yeah
I'm really Top really I'm really Top yeah
I'm really Top hey I'm really Top yeah
I don't want that top yeah it's on lil' n**ga
I cut off my day ones for the win Win
I just pulled up in that black Maybach you can't see in Skrrt
Up got plenty racks I keep that strap with one cocked in
Not even close with family why the f**k would
I want friends Tell me that lil' n**ga let's go
F**k the ones who talking b**ch I'm lit alright Alright
A million dollars worth of cars no lease no rent
I'm only twenty can't nobody tell me sh*t
I'm slime I'm slime
B**ch cross the line I lose my mind I bust that iron look
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
Just send my million through an invoice Let's go let's go
I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing
Can't keep a ho let's go
Lost my brothers I ain't friendly n**ga Friendly n**ga
I spent two-fifty on my Bentley Oh
Straight up out the mud we from the trenches n**ga
The realest ones had the hardest way of living Talk to 'em
But who want smoke I drop them bags
I'm quick to send it p**sy n**ga
Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats and some benjis
Broke a*s n**ga
F**k their opinion it don't help out how I'm living Yeah
Let's fight with millions f**k whoever think I'm trippin'
And yeah
I pull up black and I see trouble c**k one in it
Yeah I c**k one in it
I'm full of Xanax all my brothers rollin' with me
Yeah They rollin' with me
I'm up and focused probably blow if you come near me playing
Got all my pockets filled with hundreds doing the murder man
Let's go
The biggest boss ride through the North
I keep my gun in hand Gun in hand
I don't wanna talk I let it off while all these diamonds dance
RIP Dump everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them
Came from the bottom they don't even know
This money got 'em starin' Let's go
Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top now
Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
Just send my million through an invoice In through an invoice
I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing
One two three million I bet it placed a bet I set it
It's way too hot clear out the block
Spin on your sh*t and wet it
Do it and stop Prada'd up b**ch
We flexin' while we steppin'
I don't want to talk about that sh*t
This money my confession
I say this new Bentley a go-kart
Drive this b**ch like Herbie
I just threw one of them thangs back
I came through I was swervin'
Get out of line we smush your brains back
That murder sh*t be urgent
4 KTrey we put this b**ch straight to your face
You think I'm worried Yeah
Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top now
Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce yeah
Just send my million through an invoice
I spend plenty blue face racks on sh*t I wear once yeah
Just like that ho man I can't keep nothing

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