Top Lyrics - Ace Hood

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin' 

Flowin' baby 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Everything foreign 

It's lit! 

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin' 

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin' 

I just made a play, go bring the bag in 

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage 

They say it's so lonely at the top 

Shit, reason all my people at the spot 

I don't want no pussy, just the top 

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top 

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I can't ever let you niggas box me 

If I do, I'm going out like Rocky 

Couple pretty pieces in my driveway 

I can't let the drama in my mind space 

Thinkin' 'bout my future, so my kid's straight 

Living life like everyday a holiday 

Put that on my dawg though, we been at the condo 

Me and Cali Kush can go together, that's a combo 

Yeah, goddamn, probly' with the fam' 

If she got that jelly, this a muthafuckin' jam (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) 

If she got that jelly, this a muthafuckin' jam (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) 

Ayy, and we vibin' 

Out in Miami, I've been whipin' on Collins 

Speakin' of struggle, you don't know nothin' 'bout it 

Speakin' of struggle, you don't know nothin' 'bout it 

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Cali for the week Rodeo drivin' 

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin' 

I just made play, go bring the bag in 

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage 

They say it's so lonely at the top 

Shit, reason all my people at the spot 

I don't want no pussy, just the top 

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top 

Coolin' in the [?] 

Hit 'em with the game, and we off the chain 

Coolin' wit some things 

Saint Laurent the frames 

Swirvin' out the lane 

Catch ya' lady slippin' I'm gon' beat her out the frame 

Don't promote the violence 

Made our way from Broward 

Grippin' so much sauce, I might need a towel 

I can't hold my bowels, shittin' on you cowards 

You can still be pussy with that money and that power 

Ayy, I got the money on my mind 

Money on my line 

I need every dime 

If it's me or you bitch, I'm gon' make it every time 

Cheffin' in the kitchen, these are culinary rhymes (ayy) 

And we vibin' 

Out in L.A. I got the neighborhood watchin' 

We out in Broward, we gon' stop by the projects 

Keep a one-hundred, stack your money the concept 

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin' 

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin' 

I just made play, go bring the bag in 

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage 

They say it's so lonely at the top 

Shit, reason all my people at the spot 

I don't want no pussy, just the top 

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top