BlocBoy JB - Top Shotta lyrics

[Chorus: YRN Murk] Got a rude boy, he tote a big gun Hundred roun clip, call that b*tch a drum Top shotta, do the murder sh*t for fun [?] shoot the shots to make him run [Verse 1: YRN Murk] I got [?] go get him You might lose your life [?] These ni**as rookys, get caught in a pickle You need to move, I'm bout to dissmissle Don't know the dude, his body went missing Pussy boy, I do not hear all that dissing [?] in my kitchen Dope whippin the pot and remixing I pull off the lot, a horse in my engen Pussy boy [?] see all the [?] I'm the top shotta, I got some new [?] Get the job done, and don't need no wittness [?] YRN roles go [?] [?] Pouring up lean, fu*k up my kidnies Iced out my teeth, Johnny my dentist [?] mob, we can get with it I got them choppers that take down your city Clip, double D titties Dread heads pulling up with the [?] Look funny, and you might just get shot Trappin [?] fu*k up the pot I don't talk to rats, keep [?] Racks, stacked to the top Hitting that, police, don't fu*k with cops What you doing? You can't trap on this block Kidnap him, tie him up in a not Bando open, tell the junkies come shop Come to my hood, they gon take what you got I'm in the hood, and I'm still holding Glocks Two shots to the stomach, his body gon rock [Chorus: YRN Murk] Got a rude boy, he tote a big gun Hundred roun clip, call that b*tch a drum Top shotta, do the murder sh*t for fun [?] shoot the shots to make him run [Verse 2: BlocBoy JB] I know a rude boy, he known for toating choppers [?] he watch Instagram models He hit the VIP, he constantly poppin bottles Could've been on BET, or somewhere with the ballers I'm a dawg, rock cubin collars Talking bails, we moving truckloads Never trust a opp or hater, can't let them get too close New car got two doors I done ran through my b*tches, I need two more Just pushed a bu*ton on my car, where the roof go? Balling like [?] might do [?] shoot those She see all the stars up in the car, b*tch you on Pluto Roof went missing, pockets fat, they be on sumo Excuse my pimpin [Chorus: YRN Murk] Got a rude boy, he tote a big gun Hundred roun clip, call that b*tch a drum Top shotta, do the murder sh*t for fun [?] shoot the shots to make him run