PENTHOUSE Lyrics

Yuh

Aye

Yuh

My bank it won't break

I might buy a chain

I might buy a chain for this bitch

I might buy a ring for this bitch

I maybe might sing for this bitch

My money gon' rain for this bitch

I let them shot ring for this bitch

Never switch up on the clique

Never switch up for no bitch

Never switch up for no ho

Baby i'm making his dough

I just say fuck it I make me some mo'

I'm not feelin' fitted I switch up the clothes

I switch up the cheddar I make that shit blue

My neck is too icy, i'm cold, say achoo

Might fuck around and I make a quick milly

I might fuck around and I make that shit two

I'm off of them perkies I'm feelin' so buggy

I'm off of the za and I fly out the room

You oppin', unlucky, I murder like Chucky

Now it is too messy, too much for a broom

I got the wrench, it's like Ratchet and Clank and I got that shit dirty

I switch up the tool

Mofucka's listening in, I might have to change

up and alter the mofuckin' moves

New in this game but I feel like a veteran

Making

All of the Mofuckin' rules

Makin' the money so now it's bad bitch all out

the mofuckin', mofuckin' wazoo

Just got on GOAT and I cop a new shoe

Put a lil' Uzi Vert all on my tooth

Price that bitch 24 milly, the diamond

No, little bitch, that's not as much as my coupe

Ten's gon come in, in two's

Think I got 20 but really got 50 the glock

Givin' me sloppier top

The deeper the throat the longer the knot

More often than not

Im bouta nut in you baby just stop

Really keep 50 the clip

Don't run up on me

I might have to clean out the clip

I'm wit my bitch and she clean out my tip

Yo bitch a stripper, yes I'm Nevada I saw that lil' bitch on the strip

You prolly lackin' but if you a pussy you don't

really wanna feel all on my hip

I got a .45, know I got aim

100 hitting yo mofuckin' lip

My shit is lethal so I do not tase

We are not bitches, you fragile like vase

Faberge egg on my shit

You is a bitch but I stay poppin' shit

Me I just stay with my hits

The steadier these bitches get

You basically live in a tent

Bought my house, that bitch a pent

Out on the grind and I'm shoveling sand

Mofucka's asking for dimes but I only stay

with a band

Stay with a rack SMS on this bitch

That guy right there is my mans

But it ain't like that

I push a bitch back

I might just tap back

That ass is fat so it's giving a clap back

All of my diamonds they mis-matched

He talking shit but he don't wanna fade

I'm not gon' give that bitch his shit back

Bitch talking shit, but he won't back it up all that shit it be mofuckin' killin' me

Might have to put you ass outta yo misery

Off of the perkie, head spinnin', rotisserie

I do not know why yall mofuckas dissin' me

Only my girl and I got that bitch kissin' me

Out for a while, yall bitches is missin' me

Shelby, the cobra, the GT500, yall bitches ain't

missin' me

Uh

Aye

I don't do hooks I just steady the flow and I switch up the rhyme

Bitches gon' talk to me every time

I just say no because my girl is fine

I'm on the block and i'm totin' my nine

No room for mistakes I just stay on my grind

Me, I just stay on a steady incline

Might call him Calvin don't fuck with the Klein

Bitch

I'm gone