Since99 - Top 2 (feat. BabyTron) lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[Since99 - Top 2 feat. BabyTron lyrics]
Ooh shit, that's a Danny G beat
Ooh, Sav killed it
'Bout to order Thai takeout
You eating Hot Pockets
I'm a well known Neiman stepper
You a Hot Topic 99, StanWill and Tron
We some walking buckets
Middle finger to a random stranger
I'm a walking fuck it
They was tryna take the hustle out me
Had to cut 'em off
Double cross, tore his ACL
Had to walk it off
Paying for promotion only reason
That you popping off
Only time I'm fucking on your bitch
Is when it's in a loft
Told the plug say no more, I'ma cop 'em all
Unkie got some shit for yo
Titi that'll lock her jaw
If we beefing, ain't no fighting
Gotta get the chops involved
Somerset shopper
Eight hundred on some socks and drawers
2016, was upping ten up on Periscope
Every time I'm in the
Function, bitches be like, "There he go"
Used to get up, now you don't
You like Derrick Rose
Would've hit his ass with the
Pump but the barrel broke
Hoes tryna rock some dirty Forces
That is not cute
BabyTron and Since99, they say we top two
Always acting funny for the net
That is not you
Reach for this chain? We gon' blow
Him like some hot soup
Reach for this chain? We gon'
Turn him into angel dust
Why this bitch playing dumb? She know
That I came to fuck
I just-I just-I just really want
The neck out you, ain't came to bust
2018, young Tron had some major thrust
2013, A bennett, you a major bust
Told my cousin if he catch a body
He can hang with us
Sign him to a 10 day if he tryna play with us
Overseas, up in Euro, shit
I'm getting paper cuts
Euro stepping in these Track2s
I'm crafty with it
You the type to steal up in the
Crib and ask who did it
Serve a quarter pound at the Lowe's
I'm a handyman
Got a lotta blue and pink on me
I'm the Candyman
Got me a connection overseas
He in Kazakhstan
I can make your money disappear
I'm a magic man
Damn, yeah, okay, look
I'll make yo money disappear
I press a single button
Done talking 'bout the scams
I'm paranoid them people coming
Every time you in the booth, it's weak
You chasing dreams for nothing
Fourth quarter, full court press
I think that we the clutchest
You won't catch me in no G Station
This the newest Tesla
You won't catch me flying Spirit, lil' bitch
I'm doing Delta
Bro gon' take the buffies off the
Floor if you do the Velma
Got a Alabama plug
Might fuck around and shoot to Selma
Ooh, Sav killed it
'Bout to order Thai takeout
You eating Hot Pockets
I'm a well known Neiman stepper
You a Hot Topic 99, StanWill and Tron
We some walking buckets
Middle finger to a random stranger
I'm a walking fuck it
They was tryna take the hustle out me
Had to cut 'em off
Double cross, tore his ACL
Had to walk it off
Paying for promotion only reason
That you popping off
Only time I'm fucking on your bitch
Is when it's in a loft
Told the plug say no more, I'ma cop 'em all
Unkie got some shit for yo
Titi that'll lock her jaw
If we beefing, ain't no fighting
Gotta get the chops involved
Somerset shopper
Eight hundred on some socks and drawers
2016, was upping ten up on Periscope
Every time I'm in the
Function, bitches be like, "There he go"
Used to get up, now you don't
You like Derrick Rose
Would've hit his ass with the
Pump but the barrel broke
Hoes tryna rock some dirty Forces
That is not cute
BabyTron and Since99, they say we top two
Always acting funny for the net
That is not you
Reach for this chain? We gon' blow
Him like some hot soup
Reach for this chain? We gon'
Turn him into angel dust
Why this bitch playing dumb? She know
That I came to fuck
I just-I just-I just really want
The neck out you, ain't came to bust
2018, young Tron had some major thrust
2013, A bennett, you a major bust
Told my cousin if he catch a body
He can hang with us
Sign him to a 10 day if he tryna play with us
Overseas, up in Euro, shit
I'm getting paper cuts
Euro stepping in these Track2s
I'm crafty with it
You the type to steal up in the
Crib and ask who did it
Serve a quarter pound at the Lowe's
I'm a handyman
Got a lotta blue and pink on me
I'm the Candyman
Got me a connection overseas
He in Kazakhstan
I can make your money disappear
I'm a magic man
Damn, yeah, okay, look
I'll make yo money disappear
I press a single button
Done talking 'bout the scams
I'm paranoid them people coming
Every time you in the booth, it's weak
You chasing dreams for nothing
Fourth quarter, full court press
I think that we the clutchest
You won't catch me in no G Station
This the newest Tesla
You won't catch me flying Spirit, lil' bitch
I'm doing Delta
Bro gon' take the buffies off the
Floor if you do the Velma
Got a Alabama plug
Might fuck around and shoot to Selma