T.O.P

[Verse 1: Joe Moses] We headed to the T.O., free my nigga TO Mustard on the beat, so you know it's going G hoe I cock back and reload What type of shit you on? Fucked her for the Rallies and the [?] I got it on lock, I got it on lock Put it on something, bitch I put it on pops Forever on some fly shit, my niggas Imma ride with Bitch I got a gun, and my gun Imma die with Saying till the end, [?] [?] all money in, [?] I be on the money, you be on the coota And I ain't gotta fight, my nigga Bird be the shooter Free my nigga Moola, free Lil Will Bitch want a Molly, Imma feed her what she feel Been having money, I ain't trippin off the deal All white Range, same color weals [Chorus: Joe Moses and Ty Dolla Sign] We headed to the t.o., free my nigga TO Mustard on the beat, so you know it's going G hoe I cock back and reload What type of shit you on? Fucked her for the Rallies and the [?] I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I'm going to the t.o.p [Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign] I was on top of LA last June Now I'm on top of Hollywood with a few Main bitch said she wanna join my team Dolla Sign OG Kush like green [?] hang down to my dick, dick hang down to my knees Break the bitch back, Jet Lee [?] the label, we ain't ever gon quit Got Mustard on the beat, yeah we got another hit And my pockets is fat like precious Beemers and Benzs, we don't do Lexus All the lil homies around me, Rolexs Sprite mixed with Activis, shout out to Texas Still screaming "Free TC, free TC" Got a molly on me Bitch I said I'm still screaming "free TC, free TC" Got a molly on me, I'm going to the t.o.p [Chorus: Joe Moses and Ty Dolla Sign] We headed to the t.o., free my nigga TO Mustard on the beat, so you know it's going G hoe I cock back and reload What type of shit you on? Fucked her for the Rallies and the [?] I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I'm going to the t.o.p [Verse 3: Relly Dusto] We going straight to the t.o.p., this Relly Nation I was playing the background, I was being pationt Till I linked with Joey, he took me to some places Like stars on a Tuesday, where all them hoes shake it Ass on the floor, I got the cash you know it Count so much money, took a bath in the doe I don't really wanna hear bout the cash you blow Cause you a counterfeit nigga, and the last one to go Shout out to Ty Dolla Sign, he be on the grind Mustard killing these beats, yeah he do it every time We going to the t.o., so forget your [?] Cheese stake nigga I be flyer than an egle And I be eating beats like a bag of deredos [?] USTO [?] [?] we go [Chorus: Joe Moses and Ty Dolla Sign] We headed to the t.o., free my nigga TO Mustard on the beat, so you know it's going G hoe I cock back and reload What type of shit you on? Fucked her for the Rallies and the [?] I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I don't know about you, I just do me I'm going to the t.o.p