Top lyrics - Ace Hood

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin'

Flowin' baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah ,yeah

Everything foreign

It's lit!

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin'

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin'

I just made a play, go bring the bag in

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage

They say it's so lonely at the top

Shit, reason all my people at the spot

I don't want no pussy, just the top

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top

I can't ever let you niggas box me

If I do, I'm going out like Rocky

Couple pretty pieces in my driveway

I can't let the drama in my mind space

Thinkin' 'bout my future, so my kid's straight

Living life like everyday a holiday

Put that on my dawg though, we been at the condo

Me and Cali Kush can go together, that's a combo

Yeah, goddamn, probly' with the fam'

If she got that jelly, this a muthafuckin' jam (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

If she got that jelly, this a muthafuckin' jam (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayy, and we vibin'

Out in Miami, I've been whipin' on Collins

Speakin' of struggle, you don't know nothin' 'bout it

Speakin' of struggle, you don't know nothin' 'bout it

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin'

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin'

I just made play, go bring the bag in

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage

They say it's so lonely at the top

Shit, reason all my people at the spot

I don't want no pussy, just the top

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top

Coolin' in the [?]

Hit 'em with the game, and we off the chain

Coolin' wit some things

Saint Laurent the frames

Swirvin' out the lane

Catch ya' lady slippin' I'm gon' beat her out the frame

Don't promote the violence

Made our way from Broward

Grippin' so much sauce, I might need a towel

I can't hold my bowels, shittin' on you cowards

You can still be pussy with that money and that power

Ayy, I got the money on my mind

Money on my line

I need every dime

If it's me or you bitch, I'm gon' make it every time

Cheffin' in the kitchen, these are culinary rhymes (ayy)

And we vibin'

Out in L.A. I got the neighborhood watchin'

We out in Broward, we gon' stop by the projects

Keep a one-hundred, stack your money the concept

Cali for the week Rodeo drivin'

Homie brought us smoke, ok we vibin'

I just made play, go bring the bag in

Pray for my lil' homies they so savage

They say it's so lonely at the top

Shit, reason all my people at the spot

I don't want no pussy, just the top

I pull out that bird and drop the top, top, top, top