Crop Top Tease by Zachary Caesar Lyrics
[Prod. by Zachary Caesar]
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain’t hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah
[Verse 1]
Short-lived that a bitch was the spotlight
Nightmares on my mind on a cold night
Right there was a time where the mind right
Full fact that my rhymes are a fair fight
Gravitate and activate, done
Explain the things to rise to fame, done
Stay your course and make the lames run
Achieve it all, and back to square one
Write to rap and rap to write
Step back until my wrongs are right
Like to bite the hand that fights
Sit back and watch my life in light
[Excerpt]
Aye dude, if you get yours, get yours
Get yours and get out
Get your money
Take your winnings
And go home
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain't hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah
[Verse 2]
And I don’t like it this way
Bands up, whatcha doin' today
Oh yeah
Nevermind all this shit
Happy don't come with the best rum
It'll take work
While the snakes lurk on this bitch
[Verse 3]
Feel good that i'm out some
Feel good for my outcome
Wish best on the real ones
Wish well where I came from
Feel good that i'm out some
Feel good for my outcome
Wish best on the real ones
Wish well where I came from
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain't hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain’t hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah
[Verse 1]
Short-lived that a bitch was the spotlight
Nightmares on my mind on a cold night
Right there was a time where the mind right
Full fact that my rhymes are a fair fight
Gravitate and activate, done
Explain the things to rise to fame, done
Stay your course and make the lames run
Achieve it all, and back to square one
Write to rap and rap to write
Step back until my wrongs are right
Like to bite the hand that fights
Sit back and watch my life in light
[Excerpt]
Aye dude, if you get yours, get yours
Get yours and get out
Get your money
Take your winnings
And go home
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain't hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah
[Verse 2]
And I don’t like it this way
Bands up, whatcha doin' today
Oh yeah
Nevermind all this shit
Happy don't come with the best rum
It'll take work
While the snakes lurk on this bitch
[Verse 3]
Feel good that i'm out some
Feel good for my outcome
Wish best on the real ones
Wish well where I came from
Feel good that i'm out some
Feel good for my outcome
Wish best on the real ones
Wish well where I came from
[Chorus]
With my drop top free
To picture the money trees
Dreaming of what's to come
Reality ain't hitting me
In a crop top tease
With jeans down to her knees
A party at seventeen, yeah