Penthouse

Uh, what, what, what

Hoppin' out the car, lookin' like a rockstar

I'm in the cut, never find me where the cops are

I'm at the house, never out where the bops are

I ain't at the bar, I ain't where them shots are

I'm in the hills, with the birds, where them flocks are

I'm at the top, still ain't down where them rocks are

Fresh fruit, and salad on my dinner plate

Aqua with the ice, and the cash like Jake The Snake

I'm on a different plane, I'm in a different lane

Penthouse suites booked under a different name

They all look alike, they all sound the same

I'm no shirt, hair swangin' in the fuckin' rain

No chain, no gold, let it fade away

Took 'em to the pawn shop, swapped 'em for some fuckin' change

I gotta eat, team gotta eat too

Tell 'em put the house on, we leavin' with the fuckin?