Top Floor

Can you feel it?

Feel it?

Oh

First class help you in the game like a free throw

Fill my bank up with cash, my glass with Clicquot

You ain't gotta tell your friends what we talk about or the places we go

You're mine for the night, your man try and repo

Work nights, never sleep so you think she got no job

Go to school durin' the week, on the weekend, we go hard

Live so large, let you go tear down the mall like it's your card

It's no problem, go 'head, sing it, girl, this is your song, oh

Started out out slow

'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl

Now we on the top floor

Holdin' on tight, you ain't lettin' go

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Feel it?

Oh

Nothing you can tell us, they get jealous when we show up

Make you feel like a little girl again but fuck you like a grown up

High as you can be, it's like the dream you never woke from

My life's like a movie, get ready for your close-up

Pour a bottle and toast up

Your man in your phone, tryin' to see what your plans is

So what? You still turn up my songs soon as they playin' it

Know what the sound is, money talks and you ain't sayin' shit

I'mma call you soon as I land

Probably roll some weed, ride up on the beach while you tan

Party every week and you hardly would speak

But now you got my phone takin' pictures

Laughin', smokin', chillin', yeah

Started out out slow

'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl

Now we on the top floor

Holdin' on tight, you ain't lettin' go

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Feel it?

We don't hear nobody talk

Probably 'cause we're in the sky, sky, sky, sky

When we really take off

And I tell her, hold on 'cause she say she never been this high

We don't hear nobody talk

Probably 'cause we're in the sky, sky, sky, sky

When we really take off

And I tell her, hold on 'cause she say she never been this high