On Top - Jaykae

Sinclair, Sinclair, Sinclair

Oh yeah!

Yo!

Man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed man I ain’t got opps

I don’t give two fucks

But man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed man I ain’t got opps

I don’t give two fucks

Nah I don’t need a reason to

The shooter’s there if I need him to

Minimum 5 like 3+2

I’ll spin him alive when I’m breezing through

God bless you if I squeeze at you

Don’t know you when they speak of you

Better cover that face like peek-a-boo

Then I’ll strike man down like Pika-

I might put money on my own head

Out there man out with no bread

Yeah I sleep peaceful when I go bed

From a young boy, to an old head

I’m a big man but I’ve got no dreads

Can’t cause beef then phone feds

Yeah I can’t stick around here too long

Cause I gotta go Brum like a moped

Yeah, man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed man I ain’t got opps

I don’t give two fucks

But man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed man I ain’t got opps

I don’t give two fucks

What dirt you done, what risk you took?

Throw bodyshots that’ll lift you up

Won’t throw one back cause he’s too shook

Yeah my aim’s on point if I miss you duck

Pop champagne 'cause I’ve been through enough

Said I pop champagne 'cause I’ve been through enough

Come around here I can show you tough

Said you weren’t there but I know you was

Now I ain’t gotta care in the world

My bad if I stare at your girl

I run free households ain’t sharin' a cell

Don’t wanna go broke it was scary as hell

Gonna get air if you air me as well

First things first I’m here for myself

No other pricks gonna care for my health

Strapped in, I’m wearing my belt

Yo brother I’m safe I pull up the tune like a handbrake

Flip that p like a pancake

How much p can a man make

It’s your right hand, when you handshake

I’m a big man but I got mad cake

In portrait and landscape

Yeah I ran straight, to the bank mate

You look pissed off, are you admay?

Yeah, man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed man I ain’t got opps

I don’t give two fucks

But man I’ll get your rave locked off

Pull up in a grey drop top

Jay’s on top, back then I never had shit

But now I’m gettin' paid non stop

Man make gwop

Still out here on the block

I’ll still send your boyfriend shop

I can still roll round these ends on my ones

I’m blessed, I’m blessed