Top Floor - TOP BEAMIN

I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer I just want racks For an ap I saw the price And it's making me day dream I fantasize about making it daily You fantasize about making a baby Cop me a coupe I just want a Mercedes Rounding the the troops And we making it crazy Back in the stu When you niggas try play me I never knew When you niggas gon pay me I pull up with the stick You pull up with the clique Cause you niggas would die for the Damn clout I be hitting lick I be taking your chick Running up on the bank and we cash Out I be making it flip I don't need an assist Counting up all the racks in the trap house I be take a hit When she sit on the tip Sucking all of my soul in her damn mouth On the low low Counting the blessing yeah yeah No photos When she start undressing yeah yeah She want promo When she start confessing yeah yeah Screaming yolo When she start expressing yeah yeah I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor I told my momma I swear on my mama We gonna make it to the top floor She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer She want Gabbana Get her dripping in designer

Run that back, Turbo Wheezy outta here Jumped out of a wave right into a daze It can wreck your life, you gotta think twice Put it together, the color I like Know it look better whenever enticed Prada, blue leather, whatever her vice (Okay) Amount to, ooh, ooh Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh Yeah, let's go High in the sky, they can't reach (High) Fly with a style that's unique (Fly) Ride LaFerraris (Ferraris) I came out the mud like the cleats Float like Muhammad Ali (Yeah) Wave, I was born in a sea (Wave) Life of the party (Life of the party) Miami, we had to start it (We had to start it) I feed her, we eatin' calamari Drip on these suckers, sorry, I'm not sorry Order the PJ, I'm flyin' to Maui One of one, only get VLONE from Bari (VLONE from Bari) She came with me once, had a wonderful day Bitch wrote a book and put me in her diary We fucked on a boat, I'm a pirate (Pirate) Admit it, I know you admire it (Admire it) My diamonds dance like parade (Parade) Matte black Aventador, same color shades (Shade) Earn your promotion, I'll give you a raise (Raise) Poured up some potion, feel intoxicated Float like the ocean, young Gunna go crazy Tropical bitches, her hair wet and wavy Put a big double M on my Mercedes Got me some millions, no minimum wagin' (Okay) Amount to, ooh, ooh Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh Top floor (Yeah) Elevator entrance, not doors Only thing above us is outdoors Took her down to Houston to the chachos Took a million and started a bank Top of the floor, man, it came with the rink And you're welcome come party, the hell did you think? Juggle the beats how I juggle the fame And I gobble the pain when I swallow this drank I grow my own gas in the back of the farm Need the cover of Time so my haters believers I ran through these seasons with centerfold pieces Flip the promoter just like we do pizza Just run me my cheese, we don't wanna go grease ya Hotline (Okay), turn the pipeline to a lifeline Amount to, ooh, ooh Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh Yeah, let's go