Stand Over Top

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I hop out and walk him down, don't give a f*ck, if niggas strapped
We the ones who gettin' over it, nigga, f*ck gettin' back
7.62s to your dome, biggest shit, them bullets fat
We got all types of guns, you want smoke, we givin' it

F*ck I need a laser for, just get up close and tap his head
What type time, he got caught, cause he was runnin' with his gat
I be always outside, where the f*ck y'all niggas at?
It wasn't shit to get him gone and get them niggas off the map

Next time we bending niggas blocks, head taps, we givin' out
Robbed his crib for 12 bowls , ain't shit to run inside your house
Opps was claimin' false bodies, they ain't really on that
How the f*ck is you my opp and you ain't even shoot back

Steady bending , niggas blocks, like what the f*ck y'all gon' do?
Brodie filled him up with hot shit, he coughin' like he got the flu
Ain't nobody get up with me, stop capin', just tell the truth
FN got him leakin' red, cause he got hit up with them blues

Niggas see I'm comin' up, run up on me, you gettin' banged
Know I keep a fuckin' Glock, these pussies think this shit a game
The way I made him feel that flame, thought he was beefin' with Lu Kang
How the f*ck you spin my block, ain't hit up shit, ain't got no aim

How the f*ck
I'm tryna hit a fuckin' top, it's f*ck the opps, we makin' famous
Jay had fell in love with chops, so many chopsticks, he a Asian
Bet he feelin' in his chest for all that bullshit he was sayin
Put some money on your head, might shooter line em like a taper

I'm in that Johnny front row, how I'm shootin' and I'm drivin
Y'all takin' risks, tryna find me, that's why all y'all niggas dyin
Bro love catchin opps and sliding , S.O.T., perfect timing
Only time I'm in a johndoe when I'm bendin' on the opps

Y'all gettin' caught up in them Johnnies, gettin' chased down by the cops
All that cappin in your raps, that shit really need to stop
Get up close and tap your head, then we just Stand' right over Top big S.O.T
We turnin' rapers into packs, like, nigga, f*ck a, gettin' back

My shooters spinnin', back to back, grab the Johnnies, load the gats
You know we puttin' on our masks I'm talkin' fed, but it's just facts
Opps be speakin' on the dead, now they can't take back what they said
We on all dog shit, we hop out and hawk shit

We the ones who gettin' over, we don't take no losses
Bro told me, get back in my bag, I'm back up on some boss shit
Bro passed the ball, I made my shot and I ain't never lost it

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