On Top Chief Keef (Ft. Fredo Santana, Lil Reese & Sasha Go Hard)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Rollin off them hittas, sippin on that lean
[?] Lamron shorty, all the bitches one way
We posted on the block, come through we let off shots
When I be through with getting that top, I be ready for that gwop
Touchdown, we on top
[?] put me on top
Tell my bitch I want top
Don't play, bodies get dropped
Understand we on top
[?] put me on top
Tell my bitch, I want top
Don't play, bodies get dropped

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
I be on my grind, boy, boy im on my grizzind
You ain't got mine, then somebody dizziying
Higher than a bitch, man it feel like I'm flizzying
And I'm Coolin in the trap, tryna get rid of
Glory boy bitch, 061 and Indiana
And I'm posted on the block, yeah I'm flexin with them hammers
Name rings bells, bitch Fredo Santana
Fuck around with me, man them killers they be at ya
Reese hat it do, and I'm tryna get my bands up
[?] and these niggas tryna handcuff
Just fucked her face, fuck it, let my man's fuck
The bitch don't wanna fuck with me, I tell that bitch she mean nothing