Top Floor

Niggas soft niggas light
Spin the coupe, they ain't realize
Read your contract better be wise
You just dumb they aint telling lies
Sip on the lean, i see purple I don't see bright
Pour me a 4 and a couple ... then mix the sprite
No i don't chill with none of them guys
Stardog on me i like to get fried
She making a river she never cried
Shawty keep coming my phone ain't dry
Don't bother calling it's only money im gon reply
Top floor, damn i dont see anyone nearby

I might pull up in my yellow pumas
I ain't too far from the bread and tuna
Work like monsta head aint human
I aint get close to none of them new man
Except a few man, don't step out don't mix with losers
Since then we cruising
So we can't trust rumours... Truss

Can't truss thots
Connect the dots
Better watch your back, the opps gon plot
Soon big 30 i ain't get shot
Fuck nigga wont take my spot
Got way too much codeine in the pot
My heart went cold like haagen daz
I bet since then them panties drop
Wait

Pour me a 4 can't feel my face
Everyday wake and bake
I just want health no calories cuz shawty got so much cake
I pray the lord for goodness sake
My dad said son don't take no breaks
I know we gon ball a 100 ways
Wait
If i sip yack its 100 proof
I know imma act a fool
My brain dont stop
The head just move
She suck it to groove
I cannot lose you couldn't walk a mile inside my shoes
Bitch who shake the room
Bitch who shake the room

Can't truss thots
Connect the dots
Better watch your back, the opps gon plot
Soon big 30 i ain't get shot
Fuck nigga wont take my spot
Got way too much codeine in the pot
My heart went cold like haagen daz
I bet since then them panties drop



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Writer(s): Pucci Jr
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