Destroy Lonely, Nezzus - Related Through Money lyrics

Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah

Top floor shit
I'm in this bitch with a top floor bitch
Yeah, we havin' racks,  yeah
A lot of them shit's
Pull up to the spot and
Just wait in the lobby
Lil' bitch
Ksubi denims, spend a lot on them shit's
Bitch, I'm in LA blowin'
Racks in Saks Fifth
Yeah, I got a bag and a bad bitch
These niggas scary, killing shit
Like Assassin's Creed
Nigga
And it's Rick Owens all on my jeans, nigga
Yeah, I get money
So no I don't need bitches
If I told you what I seen
Then you wouldn't believe this shit
Yeah, this shit Margiela, no
It's not Supreme
Bitch
All my brothers real right
And they bleedin'
Bitch
I'm smoking exotic dope 'cause I need it
Bitch
Designer closet, nigga
Have you seen this shit?
This shit exotic, nigga
You ain't seen this shit

See, I switched the city up
Just like a season
Nigga
Brand-new drip, yeah, this shit in season
Nigga
I'm getting rich, no, I do not need a bitch
And we gon' wipe your nose if you sneezin'
Nigga
Yeah, smoking dope, I'm breathing different
So many different hoes
I ain't seen these bitches
These niggas broke as hell
They ain't gettin' no money
I'm out in California where
It's always sunny
I was just in the hallways bummy
Now me and my brothers related through money
Now we havin' hoes like a Playboy bunny
And these broke niggas can't
Take shit from me

Constantly count these hundreds, yeah
I'ma just get these racks because
They can't stop comin'
Me and slime, we love new money
Top floor gang, you can't be bummy
Don't come 'round, you don't get money
All red fifties 'cause it's bloody
Twin dripped down in Psycho Bunny
Young niggas always dummy
I was posted on the block like

I was smokin' exotic marijuana
Get blacked out like Obama
This Glizzy get hot like a sauna
This bitch lil' straight, she could be fine
Shrimp on my plate, this ain't no diner
This shit getting perfect with timing
They eat up the drip like it's salmon
You say it's designer, you lying
Don't care 'bout the price, I'ma buy it
These niggas not juggin', they trying
Dumb nigga, you run up, you dying
This dripping is changing the climate
This one of one, you cannot find it
Your ho, she going in private
Yeah, my killers is wearing disguises

Top floor shit
I'm in this bitch with a top floor bitch
Yeah, we havin' racks, yeah
A lot of them shit's
Pull up to the spot and
Just wait in the lobby
Lil' bitch
Ksubi denims, spend a lot on them shit's
Bitch, I'm in LA blowin'
Racks in Saks Fifth
Yeah, I got a bag and a bad bitch
These niggas scary, killing shit
Like Assassin's Creed
Nigga
And it's Rick Owens all on my jeans, nigga
Yeah, I get money
So no I don't need bitches
If I told you what I seen
Then you wouldn't believe this shit
Yeah, this shit Margiela, no
It's not Supreme
Bitch
All my brothers real right
And they bleedin'
Bitch
I'm smoking exotic dope 'cause I need it
Bitch
Designer closet, nigga
Have you seen this shit?
This shit exotic, nigga
You ain't seen this shit