Elevator Music Lyrics

Okay

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Flexing on these niggas

Yeah your pockets on timid

If a nigga want some smoke

Imma have to show the blicky

I just bought some new smoke

The old smoke I ain't finish

I was walking real slow

Couldn't see blurry image

If you wanna flip a pack

Tap in I'll put you on

Even if I got a problem

Bitch the hustle still strong

Cant miss you got one

Shot this is sticks n stones

Ricochet bullets hit ya top

That shit off the dome

Big racks in my hand

In my face like 3D

Moving too fast

I don't even think you see me

Bitch nigga

Yeah I know you wanna be me

On some real shit

I don't even wanna be me

Bitch I always hit my shots

I don't need a free throw

Bitch ya better tuck yo chain

I'm stepping like I'm Deebo

Kicking open doors nigga

I don't need a key tho

I could see the loot

I was looking through the peep hole

If you got it and I want it

Nigga imma need that

Bought me one finished two

Imma need three back

Did a magic trick

And pulled a rabbit out the fucking hat

There's only one way

Down the alley you cannot go back

I'm a dog ass nigga

I cannot be a cat

You a pussy ass rookie

If you ain't gotta bag

There's too much money

How these nigga can't stack ?

Niggas broke tryna ask

If they can put it on a tab

Flexing on these niggas

Yeah your pockets on timid

If a nigga want some smoke

Imma have to show the blicky

I just bought some new smoke

The old smoke I ain't finish

I was walking real slow

Couldn't see blurry image

If you wanna flip a pack

Tap in I'll put you on

Even if I got a problem

Bitch the hustle still strong

Cant miss you got one shot

This is sticks n stones

Ricochet bullets hit ya top

That shit off the dome

There ain't no rewind on the clip

You can't press replay

We ain't even in the same lane

Like relay

You can't even argue wit me

I ain't gonna debate

Niggas want leverage on me

I ain't got leeway

Imma keep on going

Til my pockets on sumo

Big bag more stacks

Imma need like two mo

Fucking with my money

You gonna catch like two holes

Chopper wit a kick bitch something like judo

Fucking wit my bitch

You gone Catch you a back hand

Bullets make you hop

Tippy toe make him tap dance

I be in the cut wit a bag

Tryna stack bands

Never though I would make it here

Nigga now I got fans

I can really hustle

I don't need me a motive

Nigga think he sweet

But he run a around owing

Ya never gon find out shits unknown

Even when the seas rocky bitch

My boat still rowing

Flexing on these niggas

Yeah your pockets on timid

If a nigga want some smoke

Imma have to show the blicky

I just bought some new smoke

The old smoke I ain't finish

I was walking real slow

Couldn't see blurry image

If you wanna flip a pack

Tap in I'll put you on

Even if I got a problem

Bitch the hustle still strong

Can't miss you got one shot

This is sticks n stones

Ricochet bullets hit ya top

That shit off the dome