Elevator Musik

Locking all the racks in the safe
Stacking all the cash to the ceiling
For the fam gotta get it everyday
Make some millions just to give them to my children
I been chilling outer space all day in the coupe got stars in the wraith hah
For the money I done turned into a addict tryna go and cop a brand new patek
Walk in the spot with like twenty on me now I got many men tryna ride with the boss
Junior done got his pennies up and now he ignoring the price it don't matter the cost
Imma make a couple mill and spend like a hunnid
Save the rest take it right to the bank
Don't wanna sign a deal I'm signed to myself yea it's nana records please remember the name
I need the rollie on fleek and some gold on my teeth tryna buy everything in the store
I just been balling hard like I'm at rucker might sign me a contract to play for new york
I'm finna drop the top aventador
Gucci and prada louis v galore
Audemar two tone diamonds
See the space coupe new car riding

Yea this that real elevator music
This that real shit it'll make you do it
This that real shit it'll have you stepping
Feel like Danny Glover with a lethal weapon
On the top floor I done elevated
Hunnid bands in a new mercedes
Made a lot of racks without robbing
I'm the flyest nigga with no stylist

I'm the flyest nigga with no stylist
New ferrari spider with no mileage
I might fuck around and drop a triple double just to show these niggas that I'm balling for real
All these women they keep calling for real
But I don't pay 'em no mind
All these chains they be hurting my spine
They know Junior he one of a kind
I need the patek dripping waterfall
I'm finna show these niggas how to ball
Rocking the prada fendi I got ridas with me we gone blow a couple at the mall
This some shit you hear up in the elevator on the way to the top floor of the penthouse
Have a sit down with my niggas 'bout how to get rich now
I got new flows new sauce
No more penny pinching what's the cost
I done got 'em sick of me like covid
If it's in my song then I wrote it
Tryna be the richest in my city
I'm feeling like ross I'm the biggest boss
I know how it feel to never get a win
I took all my losses straight up to the chin
I need the rollie on fleek and some gold on my teeth tryna buy everything in the store
I just been balling hard like I'm at rucker might sign me a contract to play for new york
I'm finna drop the top aventador
Gucci and prada louis v galore
Audemar two tone diamonds
See the space couple new car riding

Yea this that real elevator music
This that real shit it'll make you do it
This that real shit it'll have you stepping
Feel like Danny Glover with a lethal weapon
On the top floor I done elevated
Hunnid bands in a new mercedes
Made a lot of racks without robbing
I'm the flyest nigga with no stylist



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Williams Jr
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