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top shelf - noah carter lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m pickin’ this pack up (bag), i’m doin’ my research
to hope if i fall down, i won’t iand with my feet first
my dawg he a boss now, leveled up, yeah, that’s teamwork
when you packin’ the white down, you gotta go do the green first
then my shorty hit ten, rack it up for me in the pool, yeah
i just ordered the benz as a lease, ’cause i’m in the mood, uh
keep wonderin’ what i do, yeah
three women in the nude (flex)
police caught us on the move, yeah
shawty asked for the truth, yeah
fourteen hundred on some diors
black and white just like a keyboard
lookin’ at the world from top of burj khalifa with my dawg
thinkin’ “d*mn, maybe this could be ours”
prayed for it, yeah, i pray on it
work hard, i can’t wait for it, no way
squad came a long way

[chorus]
all the weed i smoke top shelf
all my beats from the top shelf
from the street, i do not care
i leave you and your block buried
phantom a nightmare (phantom)
roarin’ in fifth gear
my drip make a b*tch stare
get the money, then spend it like windmill
all the weed i smoke top shelf
all my beats from the top shelf
from the street, i do not care
i leave you and your block buried
phantom a nightmare (phantom)
roarin’ in fifth gear
my drip make a b*tch stare
get the money, then spend it like windmill

[interlude]
next time y’all see me, i might have me some new toys
n*ggas been goin’ around puttin’ on, buyin’ little chains and sh*t like that
i’m, i, i boy toys, i have a toy chest, n*gga
ain’t none of that little jewelry sh*t, i dig that
how, now we’re coppin’ tees
come through my hood and see without these, see them toys out there

[verse 2]
jumped out the trenches, i really took flight, i’ll start from the entrance
i got real and i’m very precise
i go f*ck up a pendulum, i’m blessed that i’m livin’ this life
get the backwoods, i spent it, ’cause i’m gettin’ it back every night
went from parks with the benches, to parkin’ the benzes
it’s to late, don’t get on your friendship
i need an m and a stu’, kickin’ it like timberland boots
count up and fl!ck through the blue
y’all n*gga ain’t got a clue, y’all n*ggas ain’t got a clue
y’all know none about nothin’, ha
get your hand out my pocket little boy
i ain’t dropped nothin’ in like two years, mm
and i’m still gettin’ to the money, ayy
mama so happy when she see me, d*mn
she don’t even know i grew or nothin’
i been gettin’ lost somewhere
met the hoes and girls last summer
you don’t know none about nothin’
you been doin’ coke or somethin’
you don’t know none about nothin’

[chorus]
all the weed i smoke top shelf
all my beats from the top shelf
from the street, i do not care
i leave you and your block buried
phantom a nightmare (phantom)
roarin’ in fifth gear
my drip make a b*tch stare
get the money, then spend it like windmill
all the weed i smoke top shelf (all the weed i smoke top shelf)
all my beats from the top shelf (all my beats from the top shelf)
from the street, i do not care (from the street, i do not care)
i leave you and your block buried
phantom a nightmare (phantom)
roarin’ in fifth gear
my drip make a b*tch stare
get the money, then spend it like windmill

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