Lyrics: Artemus Henry/Richard Ortiz/Vincenzo Donato/Saahil Singh
Music: Artemus Henry/Richard Ortiz/Vincenzo Donato/Saahil Singh
[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
[Chorus]
I'm at the top of the hill, shawty, you gotta drive up
Every time I walk in the buildin', them boys throwin' Fives up
I'm from Atlanta, you know that I'm brave, you know I'm gon' rise up
I'm in the back of this bitch with a ho and I don't even know her name
I don't even know where you goin', **** out my face, nigga want this fame
I don't even know where you goin', nigga gon' die if he touch this chain
I'm in this bitch with my side ho, I'm in this bitch with my side
That's my main
[Verse]
All of these niggas be Five-o, I do not **** with these niggas, on gang
These niggas police as hell, niggas be 12, niggas ain't sane
Bitch, I be gone off the edge, losin' my head, bitch, I ain't sane
I got a couple with me who ain't worried 'bout it, they blowin' the brain
They'll do that for the gang, bitch, I been goin' insane, bitch, I been goin' insane
I'm losin' my mind, okay, not boostin' your mind today
She think that she mine, no way, I call up the plug, on way
Bitch, I need my drugs on way, huh
Spartan, you know that I dunk on a bitch
I might just open the trunk on a bitch
I might just pull up and up on a bitch
Dirty-ass Glock, ain't no touchin' this bitch
Pull on her hair while I'm ****in' this bitch
Don't even know why I'm trustin' this bitch
This not for show, yyeah, I'm bussin' this stick
CPN spot, but I might go legit, bitch, I been dangerous since I was a jit
You gotta show me what you'll do for the money
You gotta show me what you'll do for the money
She tryna go **** on the crew for the money
Payin' for promo, he blew all his money
These niggas broke and they gimmicks is funny
Better not go in my bag for nothin'
Tell me you want it, just ask for somethin'
Tequila shot hoes gon' **** first night, I ain't gotta ask, okay (Set)
Her face is a ten, she ain't got body, I told her her ass okay
Pull up on them and I'm draggin' the stake
**** GSP, I'm not hittin' my brake
Rock out the shows, just give me a date
I got a lotta hoes, but I got more paper
Plug up the headphones, say it fast, big B's, shawty, I'm red flag
Know it's a Ru at the end of my tag, **** your friend, don't make me mad
90 degrees, but I still got mask, pop out at night like PJ Masks
YVL, black Illuminati, five-star hotel, I'm a room body (Wake up, Filthy, brrt, **** happenin'?)
[Chorus]
I'm at the top of the hill, shawty, you gotta drive up
Every time I walk in the buildin', them boys throwin' Fives up
I'm from Atlanta, you know that I'm brave, you know I'm gon' rise up
I'm in the back of this bitch with a ho and I don't even know her name
I don't even know where you goin', **** out my face, nigga want this fame
I don't even know where you goin', nigga gon' die if he touch this chain
I'm in this bitch with my side ho, I'm in this bitch with my side
That's my main