850 (We On Top) Lyrics
Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top
Uh, uh, uh
The watch is one of one, it came from Paris, it came with some documents
I’m seein’ you doin’ your thing, I know, I know but I do the opposite
180, That shit is ass, trash, trash, that shit is sloppiness
Bitch I know who I am, am, am
Back in the day I was robbin’ shit, the opps was havin’ trouble stopping it
Sellin’ – out the crib, line up the street, neighborhood was coppin’ it
Mama in the crib, lyin’ through my teeth, told her it was all legit
Fuck how I did it, dirty up my image, too late they let me in
Either way a n**** rich
I’m worth a million dollars and a smile, I could probably take your bitch
Fly her out to France, pull down her pants, pair bondin’ with my dick
Havin’ conversations over fish
Show her how to stack chips
You was just thottin’, now you wanna have a revolution, now you changed
That ain’t a problem, just don’t bring the thot to me unless it’s with the brain
Lay flat on a plane
Go to sleep in L.A.
Then I wake up in Spain
Now we on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
We on top, we on top, we on top, we on top
Uh, uh
Ladies and gentlemen, it’s about that time
We unfortunately have to take a quick break tonight
But we’ll be back in five, four, three, two and
One n**** try play with me, got played wit’ right back
N**** had Twitter fingers when I pulled up on him he said he got hacked
Fell asleep in the trap
How I woke up in Paris?
Pullin’ up in that Spyder, got these n***** embarrassed, aye
Play with me, I got a shooter, he stay with me
None of them bitches gon’ lay with me
Street credit on 804, but I’m tryna get 850
She gave me the head and I ain’t give it back
If I gave her to bro, then I ain’t give a damn
I bend her right over, and then I attack
Backshots like I’m shooting a strap
223’s, finna aim where you at
Knock, knock at your door with a mask
Pop, pop, make you lay where you stand
Spend a ticket like I’m takin’ the tram
Seven figures like I skate with Japan
Slide on you for the ice, that’s a win
Servin’ butter, but ain’t gettin’ no tip
He on IV if he don’t give up the drip
How many n***** is really legit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
How many n***** is really the shit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
Fuck it up, fuck it up
N***** be actin’ so hard, I see a whole lot of cries
Everybody act gangsta when it’s a whole lot of eyes
You n***** be biggin’ up chest, all I could do is just sigh
You n***** that say that you be havin’, be havin’ a whole lot of lies
I be havin’ them habits, I can’t understand it
I move like a turtle, you move like a rabbit
I pull out that ratchet, they come for my cabbage
They tap in with me like they type in a tablet
How many n***** is really legit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
How many n***** is really the shit?
Cricket, cricket, cricket, cricket
Fell asleep in the trap
How I woke up in Paris?
Pullin’ up in that Spyder, got these n***** embarrassed, aye
Play with me, I got a shooter, he stay with me
None of them bitches gon’ lay with me
Street credit on 804, but I’m tryna get 850
Fell asleep in the trap
How I woke up in Paris?
Pullin’ up in that Spyder, got these n***** embarrassed, aye
Play with me, I got a shooter, he stay with me
None of them bitches gon’ lay with me
Street credit on 804, but I’m tryna get 850