Johnny Cinco - Top Floor lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Migo Yeah Cinco [Bridge: Quavo] 15 b**hes said they wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna) Said they wanna go let the green light, green light go Said they wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top) I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, can't tell em no No [Chorus: Cinco] Quavo, Young Rich n***a, Young Rich n***a Popi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak Religious I was in a Masi, in a Masi Was nobodies business, was nobodies business All of them my millions, all the millions All the foreign women, all the foreign women I was in disguise, in disguise Backseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley [Verse 1: Quavo] Speaking of back seats, do you remember the back seats (remember) Remember the days when Will Mac was driving, young Quavo was in the back seat (ugh!) Running from 12s, on the back street! Yes he right behind but theres no catching me(No!) It's late at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, tell him I'm sorry for my sins (sorry!) New beginningin, (beginningin), all my team winningin, (winningin) Have you ever played with the Falcons, catch him Brian Finneran Money is old like dinosaurs, breaking your b**h spinal cord, (break)! Cook a brick when a n***a get bored (brick!) Chop it down like a samurai sword (chop it down) [Bridge] [Chorus] [Verse 2: Offset] Back seat of the police car, waking up in the morning seeing bars (prison!) Momma told me what the f** you gon' do, y Ou gon' stay being broke or you take off tomorrow? Now I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that I'm rich n***a what is the R (I'm rich!) And I'm rolling up Keisha, gon live it up What I'm rollin up, in a ‘gar Young rich n***a came a long way,(long way) Everybody said we wouldn't make it (we wouldn't make it) I'm the same n***a trappin out the vaca, and when I pull up you should see the haters faces (look at em) Louboutin loafers, no laces Givenchy attire, you know that it's tailored Trapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, Mason Margiela - walking alligator World of life Bentley it's a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese a** n***as need to do better I'ma Heff on the b**hes, living like Hugh Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater Back seater -- Willy man call ya n***a, was tryin to get cheddar (kick door!) Now I pull up in the Bentley Muslanne , Bugatti, whatever [Bridge] [Verse 3: Takeoff] 15 b**hes say they wanna go, wanna f** Cinco and the three Amigos Taking your b**h and we working the b**h the way she work her face, she gon get some my pesos Man that b**h ain't worth a f**in penny (ugh ugh), she wanna shopping spree, she want the paparazzi Want to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little b**h you tripping – can't get my blue Benjamin's I'm sorry if I did offended you, I don't want no relationship – I'm through with you You can keep all of your Louboutin tennis shoes, all that j**elry, those things are material (those things ain't nothing) Cause those 15 b**hes on my telephone, want to go to my top floor condo in Rome (top floor condo) Sneaking and geeking -- s**ing less them leaches, lobby runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky She s** me all night till I sleep, Whipping up a brick a n***a drinking Easter Pink Like you love a n***a b**hes they be shopping overseas, I can take a nonbeliever and I make that b**h believe Does she cook it, does she flip it right? That b**h could live with me If she can stand on the block with the brick and run from the Police She ain't got no problem bringing back the product to me Whip a chicken in the kitchen I send that b**h in the streets. (Whipping it!) [Chorus]