babysantana – top floor flow lyrics
top floor flow lyrics
[intro]
yeah, what, yeah
i’m with my brothers, we run it up (yeah, what, skrrt)
i’m with my brothers, we run (yeah, yeah, let’s go)
i want money, let’s go
i want money, let’s go
i want money, let’s go
[?], yeah, yeah
[chorus: slump6s]
i’m with my brothers, we run it up
my b+tch bad, don’t need a tummy tuck
i got them racks on me, gotta thumb it out
get to the run, n+gga, you dumb
hop on the block, first class i’m flyin’
b+tch finna shake her ass or somethin’
he tryna run real fast, he done
[?], came with a gun
i got two phones, i’m keepin’ a plug
i get the green like it’s saint patrick
i hit a n+gga, your pockets abandoned
i’m rockin’ sh+t that you ain’t even heard of
yеah, it’s saint laurent, kio
huh, louis vuitton, [?], let’s go
pop what you want, yeah, hoе
it don’t matter the cost, get him, huh
huh+uh, uh+uh, uh+uh, b+tch, [?]
play with my money, i’m cuttin’ you out
play with my money, i’m cuttin’ your lights out
that b+tch, she leakin’, so, back to the basics
i get some gucci and look at my bible
i’m in the trap where we getting it down
i f+ck your b+tch and i tell her, “goodnight”
[verse: babysantana]
i’m with my brothers, we run it up (yeah, yeah)
my b+tch bad, don’t need a tummy tuck (yeah, yeah)
i want racks, i’m finna run it up (yeah, yeah)
b+tch throw ass, well, i brought my gun in here, ayy (yeah, yeah)
how many bodies? we double cup
i sip drank, you sippin’ muddy now
i want the top, i don’t wanna f+ck
i don’t wanna talk if it ain’t ’bout money, bro
i’m tryna run it up (yeah)
don’t waste my time, i just wanna f+ckin’ nut (yeah)
hit from the back, i put my thumb in her (yeah)
spendin’ a bag on my lil’ brother, yeah (yeah)
[chorus: slump6s]
i’m with my brothers, we run it up
my b+tch bad, don’t need a tummy tuck
i got them racks on me, gotta thumb it out
get to the run, n+gga, you dumb
hop on the block, first class i’m flyin’
b+tch finna shake her ass or somethin’
he tryna run real fast, he done
[?], came with a gun
i got two phones, i’m keepin’ a plug
i get the green like it’s saint patrick
i hit a n+gga, your pockets abandoned
i’m rockin’ sh+t that you ain’t even heard of
yeah, it’s saint laurent, kio
huh, louis vuitton, [?], let’s go
pop what you want, yeah, hoe
it don’t matter the cost, get him, huh
huh+uh, uh+uh, uh+uh, b+tch, [?]
play with my money, i’m cuttin’ you out
play with my money, i’m cuttin’ your lights out
that b+tch, she leakin’, so, back to the basics
i get some gucci and look at my bible
i’m in the trap where we getting it down
i f+ck your b+tch and i tell her, “goodnight”
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