I'm on the top floor, loft, there's liquor in her mouth
Your friends wanna participate, it's time to take them out
Come on, we all on one, them bitches wanna party
I try to catch up to my feelings try to stop me
Whoa, hunnid on the dash, I'm moving fast, I need to slow it down
Hundred thousand dollars and you wouldn't even know now
Too much money on me, bitch, I'm feeling like the bank
I've been running up, I got the guys up in the tank
On the top floor, loft, liquor on the table
I don't care about the cost
Two thousand dollars the label, I don't give a f*ck
All of this money, but it'll never be enough
Enough, enough, enough
Heart locked, fort knox, don't care about the cost
I can get it all, tell me what you want, so much in the vault
Looks like she don't know, and I think that's really sad to see
She could be on Vogue, on the cover of the magazine
My bank is so full, It feel like it's at capacity
Turn the lights off
You know I don't wanna talk
I've been tryna get involved
Issues I could never solve
Money didn't help, didn't help at all
The money didn't help, didn't help at all
The money didn't help
I'm on the top floor, loft, there's liquor in her mouth
Your friends wanna participate, it's time to take them out
Come on, we all on one, them bitches wanna party
I try to catch up to my feelings try to stop me