Noah Carter - Top Shelf Lyrics

I'm pickin' this pack up (pack)
I'm doin' my research
To hope if I fall down
I won't land 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 winnin' what I do, yeah
Three women in the nude (flex)
Police caught us on the roof, 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' "Damn, 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

All the weed I smoke top shelf
All my beats from the top shelf
From the street, I do not care
I leave you on your block buried
Phantom a nightmare
Roarin' in fifth gear
My drip make a bitch 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 on your block buried
Phantom a nightmare
Roarin' in fifth gear
My drip make a bitch stare
Get the money, then spend it like windmill

Next time y'all see me
I might have me some new toys
Niggas been goin' around puttin' on
Buyin' little chains and shit like that
I'm, I, I buy toys, I got a toy chest, nigga
Ain't none of that little jewelry shit, I dig that
How, now we're coppin' tees
Come through my hood and see, without these
These toys out there

Jumped out the trenches, I really took flight
I'll start from the entrance
I got real and I'm very precise
I go fuck 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 too late, don't get on your friendship
I need an M and a Stu'
Kickin' it like Timberland boots
Count up and flick through the blue
Y'all nigga ain't got a clue
Y'all niggas 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, damn
She don't even know I grew or nothin'
I been gettin' lost somewhere
Met them girls all summer
You don't know none about nothin'
You been doin' coke or somethin'
You don't know none about nothin'

All the weed I smoke top shelf
All my beats from the top shelf
From the street, I do not care
I leave you on your block buried
Phantom a nightmare
Roarin' in fifth gear
My drip make a bitch 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 on your block buried
Phantom a nightmare
Roarin' in fifth gear
My drip make a bitch stare
Get the money, then spend it like windmill, yeah, yeah