Youngworldibi - Once at the Top Lyrics

Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Its youngworld nigga been up on my g shit
Stepping on my shoes bitch will make a pussy bleed quick
Thats that wet wet like wet pussy bitch left wet
Aiming where is head at or a hole where his chest at
Im done playing all these games wit you hoes
So blitz teams like they feeding me blow for the nose
Sweet spot feel out of place like a flat top
You niggaz just mascots ya boy on the drop like bagged blocks
If you aint know punk bricks that is
Fix them lips you get to talkin gotta kill that kid
Blood get spilled all over that raincoat
Got the game choked out yea nigga this slanged dope it real
And aint a damn dude thinking he fucking wit me
Prolly fucking ya lady bumping gums wit her gravy
Smash that ass till she pass out then im out the back door
About the cash ya all laughs like the class clown
Im big shit thats why ya toilets wont flush
Bitch on my dick so get to unclothing her im digging her bush
Thats my train in her bushed cave her bush cave
Keep me cumming back to back the bitch cush hey
Dont even know why bother sharing these thoughts
Aint keeping up so taking parts and we feed em to sharks
Sharp tooth rip apart a dude nigga so call in a audible
Im a lion wit a sharper tooth
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me
Im way ahead of you dudes puffing a cloud of smoke
When shots drawn hole in his colon, need a colonoscope
Ski mask give me the cash head on the glass
Filling up the bag boy move fast, dead on ya ass naw
Moving on bout my land like the scarecrow
Playing it cut throat got the game in a clutch hold
And to the niggas that sell dope
Ya street smart but book dumb aint fucking wit wierdos ya see
Getting paper them digits nigga we counting it
And not a check bouncing here wut you getting is counterfeit
Get picked off quick yall bones frail
Ya just another pack boy bitch im whole sale wut up
Think he hotter than me nigga then come forth
Gun for it be on my shit just like a cold sore
And i aint finished i give these bitches the cold shoulder
Dont care anyway coping hoping ya choke
Big guns toolie shooting it goons feeding you ammunition
Not the head physician when shooting betting his body lifting
Back flip head gonna land his whole back split
Cash in n bitch no homo this like drag shit
Pump steel got em filling up body bags
Hot the mittens on now my hands clean from the tommy blast
Ski mask stick no hockey mask
The top a nigga heading and watch yall stock crash
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me
Its me nigga spitting waves that leave ya seasick
The game mine plus my bitch a model beach fit
She real fit pussy feeling like sea fish
My shit raw n nigga yall deep dish
Now some say i might be out of my mind
Throw on some boots like theres mountains to climb and go higher
Bout my chips lil nigga make a big splash
Throwing the quick jabs ya sink catching counters like they whip lash
Now cant you see im way ahead of my time
All want is money hungry stay on the grind so get it yea
Go hit a lick n let my tongue hang
Jordan off SpaceJams these jungles like a caveman yea
Go hard a full out barbarian
Whole blocks get to clearing em the chop out airing em
Leave em leaking seeing cement full of blood stains
Chump you a stuntman im here to let my nuts hang
Im why these bitches cheating on you but keep mine on the low
Just hope the bitch aint on that powder prolly cost me a loaf
Creep on their dude cuz he sweet like juicy fruit
Scented all wet n soft the nigga like pussy juice SWEET
Them boys slayed the game cocaine bagged it
Now they lining up and on it like a train on transit
Burn ya slow like a heat rash
If he got a problem wit insomnia i got that shit to help em sleep fast
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me

Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Its youngworld nigga been up on my g shit
Stepping on my shoes bitch will make a pussy bleed quick
Thats that wet wet like wet pussy bitch left wet
Aiming where is head at or a hole where his chest at
Im done playing all these games wit you hoes
So blitz teams like they feeding me blow for the nose
Sweet spot feel out of place like a flat top
You niggaz just mascots ya boy on the drop like bagged blocks
If you aint know punk bricks that is
Fix them lips you get to talkin gotta kill that kid
Blood get spilled all over that raincoat
Got the game choked out yea nigga this slanged dope it real
And aint a damn dude thinking he fucking wit me
Prolly fucking ya lady bumping gums wit her gravy
Smash that ass till she pass out then im out the back door
About the cash ya all laughs like the class clown
Im big shit thats why ya toilets wont flush
Bitch on my dick so get to unclothing her im digging her bush
Thats my train in her bushed cave her bush cave
Keep me cumming back to back the bitch cush hey
Dont even know why bother sharing these thoughts
Aint keeping up so taking parts and we feed em to sharks
Sharp tooth rip apart a dude nigga so call in a audible
Im a lion wit a sharper tooth
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me
Im way ahead of you dudes puffing a cloud of smoke
When shots drawn hole in his colon, need a colonoscope
Ski mask give me the cash head on the glass
Filling up the bag boy move fast, dead on ya ass naw
Moving on bout my land like the scarecrow
Playing it cut throat got the game in a clutch hold
And to the niggas that sell dope
Ya street smart but book dumb aint fucking wit wierdos ya see
Getting paper them digits nigga we counting it
And not a check bouncing here wut you getting is counterfeit
Get picked off quick yall bones frail
Ya just another pack boy bitch im whole sale wut up
Think he hotter than me nigga then come forth
Gun for it be on my shit just like a cold sore
And i aint finished i give these bitches the cold shoulder
Dont care anyway coping hoping ya choke
Big guns toolie shooting it goons feeding you ammunition
Not the head physician when shooting betting his body lifting
Back flip head gonna land his whole back split
Cash in n bitch no homo this like drag shit
Pump steel got em filling up body bags
Hot the mittens on now my hands clean from the tommy blast
Ski mask stick no hockey mask
The top a nigga heading and watch yall stock crash
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me
Its me nigga spitting waves that leave ya seasick
The game mine plus my bitch a model beach fit
She real fit pussy feeling like sea fish
My shit raw n nigga yall deep dish
Now some say i might be out of my mind
Throw on some boots like theres mountains to climb and go higher
Bout my chips lil nigga make a big splash
Throwing the quick jabs ya sink catching counters like they whip lash
Now cant you see im way ahead of my time
All want is money hungry stay on the grind so get it yea
Go hit a lick n let my tongue hang
Jordan off SpaceJams these jungles like a caveman yea
Go hard a full out barbarian
Whole blocks get to clearing em the chop out airing em
Leave em leaking seeing cement full of blood stains
Chump you a stuntman im here to let my nuts hang
Im why these bitches cheating on you but keep mine on the low
Just hope the bitch aint on that powder prolly cost me a loaf
Creep on their dude cuz he sweet like juicy fruit
Scented all wet n soft the nigga like pussy juice SWEET
Them boys slayed the game cocaine bagged it
Now they lining up and on it like a train on transit
Burn ya slow like a heat rash
If he got a problem wit insomnia i got that shit to help em sleep fast
Once at the top it wont stop you could never see
Believe in it give em cold chills the hebegebeez
Can you feel me ladies all up on ya tv
Right out the box n eat the box like it came from Keefe
Them bands i want it man at least a couple hundred grand
Cash you better run it in it make ya do the running man
N aint no worries got my bitch wit me now plain simply
Got my goons so bring them things wit me