Guap Tarantino, Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Top Floor lyrics
[Guap Tarantino, Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Top Floor lyrics]
Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best
Drop pot, whip another bowl
Yeah, bitches wanna know how
I get extra dough
Yeah, chains around my neck, yeah
They diamond ropes
Yeah, when I ain’t have no check
All I had was hope
Yeah, put a couple racks in the dresser
Niggas ain’t having’ no pressure
Shawty wanna fuck me in the Tesla truck
Then I ask her what she gon’ tell ‘em
Yeah, and I’m on a whole
‘nother level, two hundred racks
I can’t settle
Yeah, I wear my chain like a medal
Kickin’ shit like Belly
One shot, might peck ‘em, yeah
We used to sell ‘em
Yeah, we used to mail ‘em
And we might just bail ‘em
Racks up, I tell ‘em, I
Want the money for sure, ooh
Might just go top rope, ooh
Now I’m on top floor
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best
Yeah, yeah, yeah ride with the chopper
The coupe got two doors
They used to pray for us
Now I’m in Christian Diors
You was just broke
They ain’t had shit for us
Lambo pull up with the Aventadors
Every time we make it rain, it pours
Shittin’ with the foreign engine
Call it horse manure all the Gucci
I should get endorsements for it
1’5, trap out the dope hole
He want ten bricks and I put ‘em on the dolo
Strapped like a dyke on these pussies
No homo came from apartments, nigga
Now I’m in the condo
Smokin’ Gelato, got gas like the Citgo
I’m kickin’ this shit like dojo
Call up Street
He just came from the dirt road
Boop, boop, back up the truck load
I done break broad doors, no peepholes
Play foul and we shoot like some free throws
Me and Fat Guap just pulled
Up on some freak hoes
Still for the Freebandz
We’ll pull a kickdoor
Yeah, tell me what the pussy gon’ hit for
Trap like the CVS store, we got good dope
Bend her over, she was pigeon-toed
Pop a Addy, then I fuck her on beast mode
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best
Drop pot, whip another bowl
Yeah, bitches wanna know how
I get extra dough
Yeah, chains around my neck, yeah
They diamond ropes
Yeah, when I ain’t have no check
All I had was hope
Yeah, put a couple racks in the dresser
Niggas ain’t having’ no pressure
Shawty wanna fuck me in the Tesla truck
Then I ask her what she gon’ tell ‘em
Yeah, and I’m on a whole
‘nother level, two hundred racks
I can’t settle
Yeah, I wear my chain like a medal
Kickin’ shit like Belly
One shot, might peck ‘em, yeah
We used to sell ‘em
Yeah, we used to mail ‘em
And we might just bail ‘em
Racks up, I tell ‘em, I
Want the money for sure, ooh
Might just go top rope, ooh
Now I’m on top floor
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best
Yeah, yeah, yeah ride with the chopper
The coupe got two doors
They used to pray for us
Now I’m in Christian Diors
You was just broke
They ain’t had shit for us
Lambo pull up with the Aventadors
Every time we make it rain, it pours
Shittin’ with the foreign engine
Call it horse manure all the Gucci
I should get endorsements for it
1’5, trap out the dope hole
He want ten bricks and I put ‘em on the dolo
Strapped like a dyke on these pussies
No homo came from apartments, nigga
Now I’m in the condo
Smokin’ Gelato, got gas like the Citgo
I’m kickin’ this shit like dojo
Call up Street
He just came from the dirt road
Boop, boop, back up the truck load
I done break broad doors, no peepholes
Play foul and we shoot like some free throws
Me and Fat Guap just pulled
Up on some freak hoes
Still for the Freebandz
We’ll pull a kickdoor
Yeah, tell me what the pussy gon’ hit for
Trap like the CVS store, we got good dope
Bend her over, she was pigeon-toed
Pop a Addy, then I fuck her on beast mode
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah
You know they wet yeah, look at my wrist
Bust down Rollie and it got baguettes
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’
Might make a mess
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’
They don’t get no checks
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex
And I’m on the Addy, yeah
You know I ain’t get no rest
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best