Migos - Top Floor lyrics

Ft. Johnny Cinco (Intro) Migo, yuh Cinco! Ah (Pre-Hook) Fifteen 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 dont know, I dont know, I dont know, can't tell 'em no (Hook) Quavo, yung rich n***a, yung rich n***a Pockets are religions, pockets are religions I was in a Mazi, in a Mazi Wadn't nobody's business, wadn't nobody's business All of them my millions, all the millions All the foreign women, all the foreign women I was in the skies, in the skies Backseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley (Verse: Quavo) Speakin' of back seats, do ya remember the back seats Remember the days when women were drivin', Young Quavo was in the back seat Runnin' from twelves, on the back street! Yes he right behind but theres no catchin' me Its late at night, and I pray to God I want a new Rari, tell him Im sorry fo' my sins New beginnin', all my team winnin' Have ya eva played wit the Falcons, catch him Brian Finnigan Winnin' is ol' like dinosaurs, breakin' yo b**h spinal cord Cook a brick when a n***a get bored Chop it down like a samurai sword (Pre-Hook) Fifteen 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 dont know, I dont know, I dont know, can't tell 'em no (Hook) Quavo, yung rich n***a, yung rich n***a Pockets are religions, pockets are religions I was in a Mazi, in a Mazi Wadn't nobody's business, wadn't nobody's business All of them my millions, all the millions All the foreign women, all the foreign women I was in the skies, in the skies Backseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley (Verse 2: Offset) Back seat of the police car, wakin' up in the mornin' seein' bars Momma told me what the f** ya gon do, ya gon stay bein' broke or ya take off tomorrow? Now I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that Im rich n***a what is the R And Im rollin' up Keisha, gon live it up, what Im rollin' up, in a Jaguar Young rich n***a came a long way Errybody said we wouldnt make it Im the same n***a trappin out the ? And when I pull up ya should see the haters faces Look wit tan loafers, no laces, Givenchy My attire, ya know that its tailored Trappin' and cappin', they callin' me riff, maxin' my jello walkin' alligators World of life Bentley its a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese a** n***as need to do betta Im a Heff on these b**hes, livin' like Hugh Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater Backseater Willy man call ya n***a, was tryin to get cheddar Now I pull up in the Bentley Muslanne , Bugatti, whateva (Pre-Hook) Fifteen 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 dont know, I dont know, I dont know, can't tell 'em no (Verse 3: Take Off) Fifteen b**hes say they wanna go, wanna f** Cinco and the three Amigos Takin' yo b**h and we workin' the b**h the way she work her face, she gon get some my pesos Man that b**h aint worth a f**in' penny She wanna shopping spree, she want the paparazzi Want to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little b**h ya trippin' Cant get my blue Benjamins Im sorry if I did offended you, I dont want no relationship Im thru wit ya Ya can keep all of yo Louboutin tennis shoes All that j**elry, those things are material Cuz those fifteen b**hes on my phone Want to go to my top floor condo and roam Sneakin' and geekin' s**in' less them leaches Lobby runned up wit some Puerto Ricans and they freaky Do not s** me up till I sleep, Whippin' up a brick a n***a drinkin' Easter Pink Like ya love a n***a b**hes they be shoppin' overseas, I can take a nonbelieva and I make that b**h believe Does she cook it, does she flip it right? That b**h could live wit me If she can stand on the block wit the brick and run from the Police She aint got no problem bringin' back the product to me Whip a chicken in the kitchen I send that b**h in the streets (Hook) Quavo, yung rich n***a, yung rich n***a Pockets are religions, pockets are religions I was in a Mazi, in a Mazi Wadn't nobody's business, wadn't nobody's business All of them my millions, all the millions All the foreign women, all the foreign women I was in the skies, in the skies Backseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley