Gunna – TOP FLOOR lyrics

[Intro]
(Run it back Turbo)
(Wheezy outta here)

[Travis Scott]
Jumped outta the way, right into the days, it can wreck your life
You gotta think twice
Put it together, the color I like
Know I look better whenever enticed
Prada, blue leather, whatever advice (Okay)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Amount to, woo, woo
Too toxic (Toxic), woo, woo
Baby, don't [?] it
I'm social rappin' (Rappin')
(Yeah) Let's go

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Hands in the sky, I can't reach (Hah)
Block it and stared at your heat (Fly)
Ride off in 'Rarris (The 'Rarris)
I came off the mud like the cleats
Felt like Muhammad Ali (Yeah)
Wave, I was born in the sea (Wave)
Life of the party (Life of the party), Miami, we had to start it (We had to start it)
I feed her with ink, calamari
Juggle...
.... I'm flyin' to [?]

... Wonderful day
Bitch wrote a book and put me in her diary
We fuck on a boat, I'm a pirate
Admit it, I know you admire it

My diamonds dance like parade
.... Same color shade
For your promotion, I'll give you a raise
Pour up some potion, feelin' intoxicated
Float like the ocean, I'm gonna go crazy
Tropical bitches....
... My Mercedes
Got me some millions, minimum wagin'

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Amount to, woo, woo
Too toxic (Toxic), woo, woo
Baby, don't [?] it
I'm social rappin' (Rappin')

Top floor, elevated entrance, not doors
Only thing above us is outdoors
Take you down to Houston to the [?] shows
Took a million and started a bank
Top of the floor, man, it came with the Range
Your welcome to party [?]
Juggle the beats and I juggle the fame
And I gobble the pain when I swallow this drank
I grow my own gas at the back of my farm
... My haters believers
I run through these seasons with centerfold pieces
... The promoter like we do...
Just run me my cheese, don't want to go grease ya
Hotline, turn the pipeline to a lifeline

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Amount to, woo, woo
Too toxic (Toxic), woo, woo
Baby, don't [?] it
I'm social rappin' (Rappin')