Migos - On Top lyrics
rate meFt. Sauce Walka & Sosamann
(Hook)
Me and my niggas on top, me and my niggas on top
Me and my niggas on top, me and my niggas on top
Me and my niggas on top, if ya get to the guap
Young nigga, pull out yo knot, pull out yo knot
Pull out yo knot, pull out yo knot
Pull out yo knot, pull out yo knot
Pull out yo knot, me and my niggas on top
Nothing but me and my niggas on top
Nothing but me and my niggas on top
(Verse: Quavo)
Me and my niggas on top like the pyramid
Smoking on cookie, that gas, came a long way from that mid
My niggas pull up wit' that mask, forgive me fo' the dirt they did
Now we on top of the mountain, no candy countinh up the M&Ms
Kicking, pimping, dripping sauce in Givenchy
Living in a mansion, my neighbor Diddy
Pull up in a Lambo, tell yo ho get in
I hit the gas right befo' she put her foot it
Plug on my phone said he got Cuba Gooding
I keep a tight circle, ya niggas can't fit in
I might put a trap in the Holiday Inn
Free the squad, let 'em out of the pen'
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(Verse 2: Sauce Walka)
Me and my niggas on top, got a bitch countinh that guap
I bought the Benz off the lot, smellin' like weed, fuck the cops
Yeah, that's the one ya ain't got, that's the one ya ain't got
Dummy, don't ask how I bought it
Nigga, ya know I came off from the twat, damn
Sauce Gotti, I'm a P, send them bitches in the streets
Break her fo' a hundred Gs, she gon' pray to me
I'm a saint, Saucellujah, I'll send my angels to ya
But they ain't coming wit' a blessing
They gon' send the muthafucking choppas to ya
So please don't disrespect the pimping
Sauce Twinz still dripping, Sosamann, throw the alley-oop
I'm a dunk the bitch, Blake Drippin
Yeah, ya know we in the game Sauce Twinz in the Range
Nah, fuck the Range, I meant the Phantom
Dripping wit' the Migos in Atlanta
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(Verse 3: Takeoff)
Me and my niggas on top like the Eiffel Tower
Diamonds surfing like Rocket Power
Pull up in the Audi, I'm Master P 'bout it
Take a nigga off and don't think about it
Swerving in the Kawasaki or a Bugatti
Cause Giordani got the Miley Cyrus
I'm dripping, spilling sauce, no teryaki
Watch the trap wit one eye, no Illuminati
I'm on top of the mountain in Louboutins
They biting the swag, call 'em Chico, they chewing it
Sipping on Actavis, slowly movin'
Got two bad bitches in a jacuzzi
Yo bitch gave me brain like she was a computer
She asked fo' Timberlands, I had to boot her
So much gold, I feel like Slick Rick the Ruler
They said we had cocaina on our tour bus
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(Verse 4: Sosamann)
Big Sos kickin' major flavor
They say the Sauce is headin' to the top
Backwood full of bumbaclot
Lil nigga, where yo fuckin' knot?
Ya don't have it? Ha-ha, boy, ya got me laughin'
Sos spit like a fuckin' dragon
How it happen', all of the splashin'?
I remember, I was fuckin' trappin'
In the 3, I was sellin' butter
Sauce Gotti, that's my fuckin' brudda
Tell me, nigga, want the tree cutter?
Hell no, I ain't neva luv her
Sosamann gon' break her, break her
Don't play no games like a fuckin' Sega
Don't want the problem, she just want the flavor
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