On Top

[Intro]

Sinclair, Sinclair, Sinclair

B9, B10, B25

Oh yeah!

Yo!

[Chorus]

Man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed man I ain't got opps

I don't give two fucks

But man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed man I ain't got opps

I don't give two fucks

[Verse 1]

Nah I don't need a reason to

The shooter's there if I need him to

Minimum 5 like 3+2

I'll spin him alive when I'm breezing through

God bless you if I squeeze at you

Don't know you when they speak of you

Better cover that face like peek-a-boo

They'll strike man down like Pika-

I might put money on my own head

Help them man out with no bread

Yeah I sleep peaceful when I go bed

From a young boy, to an old head

I'm a big man but I've got no dreads

Can't cause beef then phone feds

Yeah I can't stick around here too long

Cause I gotta go Brum like a moped (Brum)

[Chorus]

Yeah, man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed man I ain't got opps

I don't give two fucks

But man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed man I ain't got opps

I don't give two fucks

[Verse 2]

What dirt you done, what risks you took?

Throw body shots that'll lift you up

Won't throw one back 'cause he's too shook

Yeah my aim's on point if I miss you duck

Pop champagne 'cause I've been through 'nuff

Said I pop champagne 'cause I've been through 'nuff

Come around here I can show you tough

Said you weren't there but I know you was

Now I ain't gotta care in the world

My bad if I stare at your girl

I run three households ain't sharin' a cell

Don't wanna go broke it was scary as hell

Gonna get air if you air me as well

First things first I'm here for myself

No other pricks gonna care for my health

Strapped in, I'm wearing my belt

Yo brother I'm safe I pull up the tune like a handbrake

Flip that p like a pancake

How much p can a man make

It's your right hand, when you handshake

I'm a big man but I got mad cake

In portrait and landscape

Yeah, I ran straight, to the bank mate

You look pissed off, are you admay?

[Chorus]

Yeah, man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed man I ain't got opps

I don't give two fucks

But man'll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay's on top, back then I never had shit

But now I'm gettin' paid non-stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I'll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I'm blessed, I'm blessed