Top In The Trash
Gucci Mane featuring Chief Keef Lyrics
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Well, I'm blowin' kush, endorsin' it
For those that ain't as fortunate
I work my fork, I work my wrist
Got babies like the orphanage
Got cabbage like a cabbage patch
Got collard greens and turnips, bitch
I'm always in a foreign whip
My trap boomin' like Bloomingdale's
A long line like you at the Ritz
Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony
But won't give you 50 cent
Red rubies on my Rolex bezel
It look like I slit my wrist
White diamonds like I'm Liberace
Bitch, come here and kiss my fist
I use Cristal for Listerine
I brush my teeth with purp codeine
I wash my face with bottled water
Drink champagne straight out the bottle
All my whips got superchargers
All my hoes are supermodels
He go hard but I go harder
He faker than Harry Potter
He try to turn up with two hundred ones
He's makin' me laugh
I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga
I don't fuck with no glass
So many gualas in my pants, nigga
It's makin' me sag
And when I leave up out the lot, nigga
Top in the trash
So much money in my safe
I don't think that I can close it
So much money in my jeans
I don't think that I can tote it
Had a good day
And then I went and bought a Rollie
Shorty brain me so crazy
Had to tell the girl to hold it
Got a college girl, just spoken words
She think that she a poet
When I smash the girl, just spoken words
I have to keep her focused
'Bout to put me out the buildin'
Cause I got some nosy neighbors
Say I'm smokin' loud and they complainin'
'Bout the noise and fragrance
Think I'm going through a phase
Cause my verses are amazing
Think I'm walking through a maze
When I'm walking through the station
Drawing pictures with my words
While these other niggas tracin'
Walking back and forth pacing
Like my girl gon' have a baby
He try to turn up with two hundred ones
He's makin' me laugh
I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga
I don't fuck with no glass
So many gualas in my pants, nigga
It's makin' me sag
And when I leave up out the lot, nigga
Top in the trash
When I pull up to the lot, aye
All the hoes gon' drop, aye
Like look at his watch, aye
Like look at his car
Look at his earrings
Look at his his bling bling, aye
That nigga stuntin', just damn near killed the scene
Make bitches scream and faint, aye
I just poured me up a pint of that purple
I don’t like red
You want to fight bitch, you might be dead, aye
Red white chalk, some niggas in the rear with black hawks
Counting so much damn green, hurt my damn thumb
I was trying to fucking eat, bit my damn tongue
He try to turn up with two hundred ones
He's makin' me laugh
I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga
I don't fuck with no glass
So many gualas in my pants, nigga
It's makin' me sag
And when I leave up out the lot, nigga
Top in the trash
In "Top In The Trash," Gucci Mane raps about his extravagant lifestyle and riches. He brags about his successful drug dealing business, where he turns drugs into cash and lives a life of luxury. He boasts about his Rolex bezel adorned with red rubies, diamond jewelry, and cars, like a foreign whip. Gucci compares his trap house to famous stores like Bloomingdale's and speaks to his lavishness when he states that he uses Cristal for his mouthwash, purp codeine to brush his teeth, and bottled water on his face. He also boasts about his ability to attract attractive women, saying that all his hoes are supermodels, and that when he pulls up to the lot, the hoes will drop. Gucci Mane's rhymes represent an unapologetic celebration of a life centered on illegal activity, violence, and opulence.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, I'm blowin' kush, endorsin' it
I'm smoking marijuana and promoting it
For those that ain't as fortunate
For those who don't have access to this lifestyle
I work my fork, I work my wrist
I'm cooking and selling drugs
Got babies like the orphanage
I have a lot of children like the orphanage
Got cabbage like a cabbage patch
I have a lot of money
Got collard greens and turnips, bitch
I have more money and assets
I turn 'em in the turnin' lane
I'm constantly buying cars
I'm always in a foreign whip
I always have a luxury car
My trap boomin' like Bloomingdale's
My drug business is thriving
A long line like you at the Ritz
There's a long line of people waiting to buy from me
Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony
I have a lot of money like Lloyd Banks and drugs like Tony Yayo
But won't give you 50 cent
But I won't share my wealth with you
Red rubies on my Rolex bezel
I have expensive jewelry
It look like I slit my wrist
My jewelry is so flashy that it looks like I've cut myself
White diamonds like I'm Liberace
I have even more expensive jewelry
Bitch, come here and kiss my fist
I'm violent and intimidating
I use Cristal for Listerine
I don't care about expensive things
I brush my teeth with purp codeine
I use drugs for everything
I wash my face with bottled water
I only use expensive things, even for mundane tasks
Drink champagne straight out the bottle
I don't care about formalities or etiquette
All my whips got superchargers
All my cars are modified for maximum speed
All my hoes are supermodels
All my women are beautiful and desirable
He go hard but I go harder
He's trying to compete with me, but I'm always one step ahead
He faker than Harry Potter
He's not genuine, like a fictional character
So much money in my safe
I have a lot of cash
I don't think that I can close it
I have so much money that my safe can't hold it all
So much money in my jeans
I carry a lot of cash with me
I don't think that I can tote it
I have so much cash on me that I can't carry it all
Had a good day
I had a successful day making money
And then I went and bought a Rollie
I rewarded myself by buying a luxury watch
Shorty brain me so crazy
She gave me great oral sex
Had to tell the girl to hold it
I had to ask her to stop because it was too intense
Got a college girl, just spoken words
I'm involved with an intelligent woman
She think that she a poet
She thinks highly of her artistic abilities
When I smash the girl, just spoken words
When I have sex with her, it's intense and passionate
I have to keep her focused
I have to maintain her attention and interest
'Bout to put me out the buildin'
I'm causing a disturbance
Cause I got some nosy neighbors
My neighbors are overly curious
Say I'm smokin' loud and they complainin'
They're complaining about my smoking marijuana
'Bout the noise and fragrance
They're complaining about the smell and noise
Think I'm going through a phase
They think my behavior is temporary
Cause my verses are amazing
Because my song lyrics are impressive and popular
Think I'm walking through a maze
They perceive my lifestyle as confusing and complicated
When I'm walking through the station
When I'm walking around the area
Drawing pictures with my words
I'm creating vivid mental images with my lyrics
While these other niggas tracin'
Other rappers are copying my style
Walking back and forth pacing
I'm anxious and restless
Like my girl gon' have a baby
I'm nervous and stressed about my personal life
When I pull up to the lot, aye
When I arrive in my car
All the hoes gon' drop, aye
All women will be impressed
Like look at his watch, aye
They will notice my luxury watch
Like look at his car
They will notice my luxury car
Look at his earrings
They will notice my expensive jewelry
Look at his his bling bling, aye
They will notice all of my flashy accessories
That nigga stuntin', just damn near killed the scene
I'm showing off and impressing everyone
Make bitches scream and faint, aye
I'm so impressive and intimidating that women react strongly
I just poured me up a pint of that purple
I'm drinking codeine syrup
I don’t like red
I don't like red codeine syrup
You want to fight bitch, you might be dead, aye
I'm aggressive and willing to fight
Red white chalk, some niggas in the rear with black hawks
There's violence and police activity in my area
Counting so much damn green, hurt my damn thumb
I'm counting a lot of money
I was trying to fucking eat, bit my damn tongue
I was eating and accidentally bit my tongue
And when I leave up out the lot, nigga
When I leave the area
Top in the trash
I'm the best and leave everyone else behind
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Keith Cozart, Radric Davis
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