Top Floor

Yeah They Like, "Pyro Watchu.." You gotta really be GRiNCHiN to talk this GRiNCHiN SHiT They Like, "Pyro Watchu Cookin ?" They Like, "Pyro Watchu.." Spilling ashes on the condo rug Daydreaming how to get more plugs Stay scheming how to sell more ... Locked in with killers and raised by the thugs But I stay under the radar Me and the paper don't stay far Run up the digits with homies in red Like they be working for State Farm But we don't fuck with the Jake nigga Straying away from the snake niggas 50 bands on the check Only thinking bout cake nigga State to state, lets fly out out Calling plays, got no time for the timeouts Shorty called, say we never spend timeout Need a new crib, yeah you know i can't dine out Put in work in the kitchen Top floor and I'm GRiNCHiN Extras on it, never pinching Large bags what we flipping I got a bro whipping Yayo till it's crispy like chicken He beat the pot and then flip it Repeat the process, then rinse it I don't think they get that, you gotta wash the money I'm just talking shit though Double entendres for days And I'm still good with my shorty in jersey Strap in her purse so I know that she sturdy I know that she down to get dirty If it's worthy The jux can't be less than a birdie Hit the block and I see the fiends they begging like "please come serve me" Seen a couple racks off the yerkies 10s 20s and the 30s Made a couple 20s off the 30s Then retired fast, tucked the jersey Used to skip school, go to Jersey L.I. Maybe Brooklyn Made hella plays on Fulton Hit the back blocks where the crooks is Now Back to the trap All smokers to the back of the trap Custies rush the door, I'm weighing the packs Homie paranoid, he clutching his strap Jamaican killers, and they crazy like that Machetes coming out the back of the bag Yeah The back of the bag Tryna get into the back of the Bach Niggas just tryna run it up Cash out You know Cop that Maybach, sit in the back of the bach, you know Smoking good gas On me On me Yoouu knoww Big PGS, BIG PGS, BIG PGS