Penthouse

[Intro: Kyle Richh]
(That's what I'm talkin' about, that's why he's the MVP
That's why he's the G.O.A.T, the G.O.A.T)
Graah
(24 is the G.O.A.T)
Graah

[Pre-Chorus: Kyle Richh]
I'm with a bad bitch (Like, damn)
Always clutchin' if I get in traffic (Like, what?)
Five percents, can't see through the Beamer (Graah)
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina (Graah, graah)
It took bro two seconds to clap 'em
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers (Sneakers)
Get money my passion
I caught an uppy and spent it on fashion (Fashion, bitch)

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tech and I'm helpin' hеr fund it

[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
Graah
She be scared, shе don't want me to up it
I'm going up but don't say that I made it
I'ma make it when I am the greatest (I am the greatest)
And do not hold me against shit that I stated (Shit that I stated)
I be saying anything while faded (Like, what?)
And as a jit, I was like, "This shit is fun" (I'm like, "This shit is fun")
Now this life is harder than a pavement (Harder than what?)
Be-be up when I'm toting my gun (Toting my gun)
Like, free all my brothers out of them cages (Like, what?)
Like an actor, I'm going through stages (Stages)
And you know we stay dropping them Cheerios (You know we stay dropping them)
If I tote on a grip, I'ma say that I didn't though (I'ma say that I didn't)
'Cause, keep the details at minimal (Keep the details)
He tried to up, I could tell it was harden (Harden)
Like a rocket got sent to the sky
Catch me an opp, know it's do or it's die, like
And it's not about pride (Like, what?)

[Bridge: Jenn Carter]
Bitch on my body, she just wanna fuck
She don't like when I tote on my Ruger
Got me a bag and thought life would be smoother
In this life, I don't know what to do
But I'ma keep clicking 'til this shit is empty
Enemies, feeling too friendly
Be saying my feelings when I'm in the booth 'cause (What?)
They know I can't speak to a soul

[Pre-Chorus: Kyle Richh]
I'm with a bad bitch (Like, damn)
Always clutchin' if I get in traffic (Like, what?)
Five percents, can't see through the Beamer (Graah)
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina (Graah, graah)
It took bro two seconds to clap 'em
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers (Sneakers)
Get money my passion
I caught an uppy and spent it on fashion (Fashion, bitch)

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tech and I'm helpin' her fund it

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Graah
Can't kiss no thot in the function
Fake niggas feel too close
It's the life that I chose
Stay to myself 'cause my heart been on froze
Like, ain't the same me, been rose
Youngest in charge like prime D Rose
You be shocked by the shit that I know
Hop on the beat then I float like a boat
Life was fun, but where did it go?
I am a thot, but that bitch is a ho
Keep it slow, shit movin' too fast (Slow down)
PTSD, catch an opp, he get put on his ass
Body shot like he Kim Kardash'
We smoke za, you can tell by the ash
Like-like, damn, he fast
Jenn got the beam, all he seen was the flash (Graah, graah)
Off-off a bean brodie 'oot like he Melo
Like, he get shot, if he tryna get jiggy
We make movies, they make trillers
Make 'em flip with the pluck of a trigger (Trigger, trigger)
Ayo, Jenn, run up the hoochie (Hoochie)
She get the bottle, let's make it a movie (Movie)

[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
When I tote on the toolie, I might make a movie (It's Carter, dickhead)
If he think he tough, he get whipped like a smoothie
In this life, it's salute me or shoot me (Graah, graah, boom)
I don't give a fuck, I know I'ma still do me (Like, damn)
And these niggas gon' rattle when the money come
I can see that these niggas be snakes (Graah, graah, boom)
And this .40 a doctor, might give you a tummy tuck (Like, damn)
I can see all the envy and hate (Graah, graah, boom, what?)

[Verse 4: Kyle Richh & Jenn Carter]
If she fuckin' for nothin', imagine what she gonna do for Chanel
Lil' thot only care 'bout her nails
Like, cheap bitch got the pussy on sale
Ride with the fire, I'm giving them hell
Niggas hate that we really the biggest
Shoutout Ice Spice, only smoochie I'm feelin'
Aim for the top, we gon' 'oot out the ceilin' (Graah)

[Verse 5: Jenn Carter & Kyle Richh]
On top, we can't debate (You can't de- what?)
Get money, you can't relate (You can't relate)
This pain, I can't escape (I can't escape)
I just tote on a knocker so I can feel safe (So I can feel safe)
And you might be the one that I need everyday (What?)
Got money, I saw hate
These niggas fake see the look in his face
Heart too big but I'm stuck in my ways