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Top Floor
(专辑: Vibes - 2017)
[Styles P:] Fuck this stupid high Yeah, prayin, well I'm high off pot Why I
smoke so much? Cause I'm prayin the
high don't stop You sling dope, you have to run when the
5-O stop I
never needed a
G-pass Was doing crime since the
times When niggas would charge a
dime for a
weed bag Get four blunts out of it Hit the
county for six and had to do four months out of it The
plug one's cold like all your money was counterfeit Ain't pussyin, you ain't say shit when we was countin it I'm cool my nigga, but this gun work, I'm down for it These are the
brakes, either know 'em, or get broken up Rogue on the
whip I'ma drive, let it open up Then go on a
cop chase Before rappers famous for block weight High when you playin for high stakes Part baked Plan based don't care if you've got cake Bustin off the
9, I'ma pop eight Ghost, nigga The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor [Berner:] You gotta stay woke Don't let 'em tell you lies Keep your eyes open They wanna monitor our lives No double cups, this a
different kind of high The
chocolate with the Y
and the
Burmese Cherry Pie I'm in the
Ghost with the
Ghost On a
three hour ride If we like what we tastin, we gon' let 'em fly House is full of cash, we get lost in the
hills Time to get to work and wash these dirty bills Eighty grand in a
vac seal Rap cat, but I'm playin with that bag still And bad business got your mans killed But the
fuck the
bad vibes I
grabbed another [?] Mother plans in the
minivan The
lemonade come packaged in the
little can I
keep the
best stank smokin All this good weed it's hard to keep my eyes open [Styles P:] The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor [Cozmo:] Having large money and weed I
used to dream about Playin my cards against the
odds until it even out I
learned young, there's some things you don't speak about My life on a
deeper route I
smoke 'til the
reefer out Rap to the
speakers out Racks in a
even count Peas in the
duffle I
could show you what the
street's about Hopin when I
die I'll be a
legend for real Until then I'm smokin like I'm in the
70's still Top down on Rodeo, through Beverly Hills Livin federal, no lie, my pedigree ill Got homies locked up who ain't seen no trial So for them I
roll up by the
kilo now Stuff the
wood with gelato Dump the
ash, pour the
bottle Watch the
time tick on my Movado, sippin Moscato Gettin money in the
same city where the
Mets play You need a
hundred pack? I
get it to you the
next day... yeah, it's Cozmo [Styles P:] The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor The
pot growin, the
pot blowin It stinks more than popcorn If you're not here you're not on It's the
penthouse, the
top floor
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