Top floor (slowed)

[Intro: Mobbu]
(Too high, high, high, high, high)
(The top floor is what I'm on, and it get too damn hot to come and pick up the phone)

[Verse: Mobbu]
A hundred on the dash like cool with me
Thirteen deep, little bitch I keep the crew with me
Man, how much this shit cost? like 250
Yappa on my hip, little boy I keep the tool with me
Tell me drop a hundred K shit, no [?]
Do it in my sleep while a nigga gripping two titties
Dirty bout to shoot, nigga finger getting too itchy
Get on DND cause a nigga getting too busy (Yeah)

[Chorus: Mobbu & snacking peaches]
Shit, I'm way too high, man a nigga might levitate
I really been on top and there's no debate
I'm changing fate
So many niggas can't relate
Stay the same, can't recreate
Money coming cross the state
Pockets so full, they been overweight
Going so long you think it's overweight
Think shit sweet, come and get a taste
[?]
I really bout what I'm on
[?]
I really bout what I'm on
[?]

[Verse: snacking peaches]
I've been doing these numbers
Only day ones get reimbursed
Got a funds and we [?], yes sir
Money's my vice, it goes like re-up splurge
[?]
I got baddies tripping down like magic [?]
You got a heavenly body, so I'ma plan it right
And I'ma make that move, slide dance all night, yeah

[Bridge: Mobbu & snacking peaches]
Can't move like me
Can't come back like who like me? (Who like me?)
Too grimy, not my friends, say too slimy (Don't act like you're[?])
Can't move like me
Can't come back like who like me? (I'm tryna be honest [?])
Too grimy, not my friends, say too slimy

[Chorus: Mobbu & snacking peaches]
Shit, I'm way too high, man, a nigga might levitate
I really been on top and there's no debate
I'm changing fate
So many niggas can't relate
Stay the same, can't recreate
Money coming cross the state
Pockets so full, they been overweight
Going so long you think it's overweight
Think it's sweet, come and get a taste
[?]
I really bout what I'm on
[?]
I really bout what I'm on
[?]