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Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah Top floor sh*t I'm in this b*t*h with a top floor b*t*h Yeah, we havin' racks, yeah, a lot of them sh*ts Pull up to the spot and just wait in the lobby, lil' b*t*h Ksubi denims, spend a lot on them sh*ts B*t*h, I'm in LA blowin' racks in Saks Fifth Yeah, I got a bag and a bad b*t*h These n***as scary, killing sh*t like A**a**in's Creed, n***a And it's Rick Owens all on my jeans, n***a Yeah, I get money, so no I don't need b*t*hes If I told you what I seen then you wouldn't believe this sh*t Yeah, this sh*t Margiela, no it's not Supreme, b*t*h All my brothers real right and they bleedin', b*t*h I'm smoking exotic dope 'cause I need it, b*t*h Designer closet, n***a, have you seen this sh*t? This sh*t exotic, n***a, you ain't seen this sh*t See, I switched the city up just like a season, n***a Brand-new drip, yeah, this sh*t in season, n***a I'm getting rich, no, I do not need a b*t*h And we gon' wipe your nose if you sneezin', n***a Yeah, smoking dope, I'm breathing different So many different hoes, I ain't seen these b*t*hes These n***as 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 n***as can't take sh*t 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 n***as 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 b*t*h lil' straight, she could be fine Shrimp on my plate, this ain't no diner This sh*t 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 n***as not juggin', they trying Dumb n***a, 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 sh*t I'm in this b*t*h with a top floor b*t*h Yeah, we havin' racks, yeah, a lot of them sh*ts Pull up to the spot and just wait in the lobby, lil' b*t*h Ksubi denims, spend a lot on them sh*ts B*t*h, I'm in LA blowin' racks in Saks Fifth Yeah, I got a bag and a bad b*t*h These n***as scary, killing sh*t like A**a**in's Creed, n***a And it's Rick Owens all on my jeans, n***a Yeah, I get money, so no I don't need b*t*hes If I told you what I seen then you wouldn't believe this sh*t Yeah, this sh*t Margiela, no it's not Supreme, b*t*h All my brothers real right and they bleedin', b*t*h I'm smoking exotic dope 'cause I need it, b*t*h Designer closet, n***a, have you seen this sh*t? This sh*t exotic, n***a, you ain't seen this sh*t
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