 I'm pulling up. Yo, yo. I got this. My mind off the top, top, off top list. They have the top. No one know if I go topless. Me and this money go together. We monogamous. Keep eyes on the prize like binoculars. Like they evilize. Sabacha with a little fist. Feel it in the air when I'm around this ominous. I'm around a monk when I'm down like a communist. You ain't about to eat, not even a little condiment. They bars cool for now. My bars are