Top Dolla Don Perrion (Ft. YN Jay)

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Mhm, mhm

[Verse 1: Don Perrion]
You want a feat' from me, you gotta pay me top dollar
Bitch, I'm from the East, we had topside problems
I been rappin' since Killa Kellz was actin' like Reed Dolla
My dog shake shit, don't make me send my Rottweilers
Shout out to ma dukes, Raising Kanan like Power
I know some shooters that could finish like Crowder
Niggas can't come around the gang if they sour
You say you know everything, you probably wearin' a wire
I done really slid on the opps on bad tires
I done really had to work the glizzy like some pliers
Free my baby Quay and Kemo, them niggas lifers
I don't ever like to waste time, shit priceless
Cuz really rocked Rolling Loud talkin' spicy
Bitch, we done made a touchdown like the old Gotti
I'm a real Michigan boy, I ain't Lil Yachty
I'm a real Michigan boy, I ain't Lil Yachty

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Bad bitch skinny as hell, she got a lil' body
Nigga, you don't never really stress, you got lil' problems
Put my young niggas on your head, them my lil' goblins
Wish a nigga would, bet you won't— yeah
Wish a nigga would, but you won't, you gon' would not it
7.62s go through trees, can't no wood stop it
Big-ass capacity Backwood, ain't no 'Wood stoppin'
Nigga broke as hell in the club, he got lil' pockets
Big gun, let it blast off, this my lil' rocket
Bad bitch give me good head, she got lil' toppy
Bad bitch spit on the dick, she get a lil' sloppy
You and your man splittin' half a pill, you off a lil' molly
Throw a block party in the hood, got the hood sloppin'
Damn, I mean the hood slappin'
Walked in B-A-P-E, got the hood jacket
Only time you wipe a nigga nose is with a lil' napkin
Snuck the yeah-yeah in the club, this my lil' ratchet
Hood bitch don't know how to act, she a lil' ratchet