Lyrical Breakdown of Top Cobain - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Top Cobain" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Ay, JB, you sauced up) Mm Sometimes I could-, I'ma admit, I don't be gettin' it Like (Henry, you ate this one) I'ma need you for to take out some time, right now, and just focus Them people been on me, tryna break what I molded And I fall in the back with them trappers I stack, I react, with that pistol, I grip, and I tote it And I told her, "I'm fuckin' up all of this money," she kept it one hundred, I feel like I owe her They be screamin' my name, through the mic, tellin' pain All I hear on the stage when I'm walkin' up on it, "Top Cobain (Top Cobain) Top Cobain" Say my name (say my name, Top Cobain) Top Cobain She been reachin' for my love, I'm fallin' over, I drunk all my lean "Who done got the bases fully loaded? Top Cobain, Top Cobain" (hey) Play the guitar, I'ma kick it Explicit, exquisite, just check how I'm livin' On top of the mansion, I'm spendin' these millions And on top of a hater I put on them 50 (brrt) Modification, I rush in the engine Modificated, that's all of these Glocks Bro put a box on the back of the glizzy (blatt) Jump out, he hittin', and he clappin', don't stop I ain't tryna go back, no I done came long ways from the block Up inside my of my cell, I ain't usin' batteries to light my dope up (light my dope up) I'm a grown ass man, and I don't play like that, bitch, I'll smoke somethin' (bitch, I'll smoke somethin') We'll kill you, too, with all that claimin' like you know somethin' Oh, whoa, oh, oh (oh, whoa) Got my cup runnin' over 'fore you know I'm back fallin' in love with these bitches (oh, whoa, oh, oh) On the road, through the door, they gon' watch how these diamonds keep shinin', I'm swervin' a Bentley I just set the set, that's 50 shows, and they each one million (Top) From the bottom, was tryna get up, and they kicked me (ay) On that drank, they gon' love me, I pour it, for to sip it I'ma need you for to take out some time, right now, and just focus Them people been on me, tryna break what I molded And I fall in the back with them trappers I stack, I react, with that pistol, I grip, and I tote it And I told her, "I'm fuckin' up all of this money," she kept it one hundred, I feel like I owe her They be screamin' my name, through the mic, tellin' pain All I hear on the stage when I'm walkin' up on it, "Top Cobain (Top Cobain) Top Cobain" Say my name (say my name, Top Cobain) Top Cobain She been reachin' for my love, I'm fallin' over, I drunk all my lean "Who done got the bases fully loaded? Top Cobain, Top Cobain" Too much lean, all this weed, I can guarantee, for sure, that tonight goes slow Too much lean, all this weed, I can guarantee, tonight, I'll have a brand new ho Dancers dancin', oh-oh, I throw Gs Everybody with me bangin', we leave blood on the floor Hold on, everybody with me fuckin' If you see them with me, they gettin' money In your sleeves, the hundred-round-K punchin' Opp packed out on the yard, get his lungs punished (hey, hey) Ay, I got 20 girls with me, I'm takin' care of all of them We got heavy artillery, I'm ready to shoot at all of them Better not get in my way, let me count my green I promise, we'll kill all of them She been tryna give her all to me while I'm tryna give my all to them (them) I told her she out of my league (uh-oh, ay, ay, ay, ay), huh Bitch, I'm Top Cobain (whoa), this bitch like YB (whoa) I'm with the 5 in the streets (whoa), throw off the G Inside of my mansion, four, three freaks I'm smokin' these cigarettes, brush my teeth Bitch better make sure I eat I'ma need you for to take out some time, right now, and just focus Them people been on me, tryna break what I molded And I fall in the back with them trappers (back) I stack, I react, with that pistol, I grip, and I tote it And I told her, "I'm fuckin' up all of this money," she kept it one hundred, I feel like I owe her They be screamin' my name, through the mic, tellin' pain All I hear on the stage when I'm walkin' up on it, "Top Cobain (Top Cobain) Top Cobain" Say my name (say my name, Top Cobain) Top Cobain She been reachin' for my love, I'm fallin' over, I drunk all my lean "Who done got the bases fully loaded? Top Cobain, Top Cobain" (hey)