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- 2020s
- male vocalist
- cloud rap
- hip-hop/rap
- rage
- experimental rap
- atlanta rap
- plugg
Lyrics
Intro
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Chorus
I been poppin', poppin' Act', I'mma pop another Act'
Thinkin' 'bout my old friends, they've been gone, they ain't comin' back
It's just me, Top Floor Flo, we be gettin' to the racks
I'm in love with the fashion, yeah, I'm in love with my stack
Ayy, she want a fashionista, I said, "Baby, that's a fact"
She love the way I dress, I told her, "Baby, I could never lack"
Got a million in the safe, ayy, I'm just tryna double that
It get boring in the club, I just need her to come get at
Outro
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Verse 2
Top floor, big dawg, I ain't never gotta flex
Baby girl a Leo, she gon' bite me on the neck
I just spent a ticket on a jacket and a vest
If I say the word, my youngin' put a hole up in your chest
Rollin' off a bean, I can't feel my face
Told her, "Come through, but don't touch nothin' in my place"
Balmain on my jeans, VLONE on the waist
They was sleepin' on me, now they askin' for a taste
Chorus
I been poppin', poppin' Act', I'mma pop another Act'
Thinkin' 'bout my old friends, they've been gone, they ain't comin' back
It's just me, Top Floor Flo, we be gettin' to the racks
I'm in love with the fashion, yeah, I'm in love with my stack
Ayy, she want a fashionista, I said, "Baby, that's a fact"
She love the way I dress, I told her, "Baby, I could never lack"
Got a million in the safe, ayy, I'm just tryna double that
It get boring in the club, I just need her to come get at
Post-Chorus
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Verse 3
Hop out the whip, I ain't trippin' 'bout a hater
Money comin' fast, I ain't worried 'bout it later
Shorty wanna ride, told her, "Meet me at the elevator"
I ain't gotta cap, I'm the realest in the data
Sippin' on the red, got me movin' slow
Everything designer from my head down to my toes
I could never fold, I could never go
Told my mama, "Watch, I'mma turn this to a globe"
Bridge
(Yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah)
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(Ooh, yeah)
Chorus
I been poppin', poppin' Act', I'mma pop another Act'
Thinkin' 'bout my old friends, they've been gone, they ain't comin' back
It's just me, Top Floor Flo, we be gettin' to the racks
I'm in love with the fashion, yeah, I'm in love with my stack
Ayy, she want a fashionista, I said, "Baby, that's a fact"
She love the way I dress, I told her, "Baby, I could never lack"
Got a million in the safe, ayy, I'm just tryna double that
It get boring in the club, I just need her to come get at
Outro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't never comin' back
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Top Floor, baby, that's a fact
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