Yeah, Mox, I'm the cream of the crowd
Yeah, all blue on the side
Look like the aisle where
I'm tryna get my cheddar and stack it
Till you see me all leather
Yeah, with some Sperry's to match it
And the day I get the mill in the bank
You can catch me in the SS
Yes, mocks killin' the ranks
Catch me in the crib like Hilary Banks
Yeah, so of course we grinnin'
like they short -sleeved linens
Yeah, cause they all on my arm
there's no cause for alarm
Chill with me and feel the breeze,
Topside -ing, topside -ing
From Sac to Dango to L .A. to
Central Valley to the Bay
Topside -ing, topside -ing
We ain't jokin', we fresh coastin',
Topside -ing, topside -ing
we'll surf on a plane if we got to go
They say nice guys finish last,
so I guess I gotta switch my path
when's the right time to get all crass
When it comes to trying to get my cash,
We a new breed of hustlers
amongst the grit and grind
or the kid you find trying
to hide from the thugsters
to write for your sonners
Introducing the valedictorian,
No matter what course we in,
whether playing the stocks or accordions
like a pot made of porcelain
That the baddest females attracted to
when your boy's topsiding
Chill with me and feel the breeze,
Topsiding, ay, ay, topsiding, ay, ay
From Sac to Dango to L .A.
to Central Valley to the Bay
We ain't jokin', we fresh hoes
just surfin' across the game
we'll surf on a plane if we got to go
If the water gets rough, just surf the wave
just to earn your change,
just to earn your change.
And thinkin' bout the past
If you wanna floss tomorrow,
Chill with me and feel the breeze,
Topside -ing, topside -ing
the Central Valley to the Bay
Topside -ing, topside -ing
We ain't jokin', we fresh hostin',
We'll surf on a plane if we got to go