Be on Top

(Wicho Beatz) Lu, Lu, Lu... [Hook] Imma be on top, Standing on Benji’s Imma be on top, Standing on Benji’s Imma be on top, Standing on Benji’s Imma be on top, Standing on Benji’s Standing on my benji’s, Woop, woop, woop Riding in them benzi’s, Woop, woop, woop Running up the benji’s, Woop, woop, woop My name should be Bentley, Woop, woop, woop Woop, woop, woop [Verse 1: Big Fye] Strap up in my pocket like a pocket pu**y Socket on me, Plug talk, got a pocket rocket on me Run up, pop, pop Diamonds looking like a comet on me She gon drop it, bust it on a ni**a Cause this money on me She got powder on her nose, Nutted on her toes I grip a four four, Diamonds they on gold [Verse 2: QuinceLu] Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo I just want them Benjamins Green and blue, I want them chips Dripping sauce, I'm walking in Confidence cause I got bands Now they hating, I ain't pressed Imma keep on stunting on em, Stay a hundred, my slogan Don’t contest, no offense But you not in my conference Don't make sense, why I got checks, Well I be doing shit correct Run my set, like it was chess I turned these bills into a Benz So don’t get vexed, ain’t no flex I done earned all my respect Imma stack this guap Pile it up, run it up, maybe go spend it Talk too much Imma really get it, Imma flip it up, money extended Cross my arm Bi**h Im Broward County till Im ended F**k you thought This ain't luck this come up was intended [Verse 3: Remmy Rasclat] Imma be on top, Standing on my Benji's 200 for the Fendi I can’t get no money being friendly Walk-in through the function And I didn’t pay the entry I can feel the envy Look! Look at pussy boy say “What Up" (Like what up?!) Told that broke ni**a, just shut up (Shut up) Usain, How a ni**a run up (Like bolt) Chill lil woedy, Get done up (done up) Feelin like Lebron, How I one up (How I one up) They don’t ever talk about the come up (Damn) Up all night till sun up (Aye) Up all night, till sun up (Aye) Now bi**hes in the trap Like a kick back (Come over) We don’t know you ni**a, Gone get back (Bounce) Smoking good weight, I can do that (Ounce) Boy you never home How'd you do that (Huh) Lookin at that ni**a like Who that? (Like who?) Leave batti boi All blue black (OUCH) Going broke again, How'd you do that… Its only one more line and that's it Aye, Imma ad-lib