Top Floor! (feat. DevDinero & Byelilnatsu!)

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Yung CartiXr & Melaku3x

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Let's go Cartixr
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go
Cmon lets go

We on the top floor, we on the top floor
She wanna play with my dick like trabajo
I keep that stick on my hip like I'm Roscoe
He said he my twin, he said he my bro
Big presidential I'm in the big Tahoe
He wanna talk but I'm taking his spot though
He wanna talk but I'm taking his thot hoe
We on our shit yeah we on the top floor

Top floor shit yeah we on the top
I'm with lilnatsu we slide on an opp
I'm with Melaku3x and that Glock
Talking on us, boy you can get rocked

Top floor, elevator, up
Call up lil Cetti yeah you out of luck
We too high yeah too up yeah we stuck
Feel like I'm Bugs, "Doc, Wassup"

I'm in your city with a Glock on my lap
Play with me you could get hit, slapped
Feel like I'm Steve imma hop out with the Mac
You said you broke, just keep it a stack

How do I do it, I don't even know
I get the bag, flippin the dough
They play my shit they thought it was a joke
Two years later I'm up with they hoe
Two years later, Imma "big bro"
Two years later they call me the goat

Walk in this hoe with that Bape on my coat
And I been ballin' I don't need a coach
Feel like I'm Georgie, I'm finna float
5.56 in the gun that I tote
Ca-Cartixr send me the beat and I go
7.62 bullets aim for your dome
You talking down then we slide to your home
Stay independent I'm moving alone

Ta-Take me a perc and I be back in my zone
Sippin' that lean, I was pouring up five fours
I'm in the telly I'm chillin' with five hoes
You talking down then you finna go die bro
Yall really crazy you need an asylum
Go through the back and I'm moving so silent
We run away if we hearing them sirens
Chop with a scope I can see through the eye lens

25k on this motherfucking eye lens
I might just take a jet right to the islands
G43 so you know I'm not fightin'
Imma slice yo neck like you was a titan

Blick on my hip and it came with a beam
Aint sippin' no beer, I'm sippin' that lean
Tried running on me he got shot like a three
Gun like a butterfly, sting like a bee

I don't got time for these niggas they fake
Got me a chop and put you in your place
Niggas they hate but they callin' me gang
Don't call me your gang, cause nigga you late

Uh, I'm on the top floor
Don't say you a killer when you know you not though
I'll take off your top though
Bitch I'm a Flocco I feel like lil Pasto

We in the DMV, we up in Houston
Sippin' this lean and this shit got me lucid
She threw it back and I see how it's movin'
Walk in your trap, intrusion
You was just fake for the money I knew it
You eating McDonalds while we eating Ruth Chris
I'm really lost, illusion
I get the bag, conclusion

We on the top floor, we on the top floor

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