Top Floor Guap Tarantino (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

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[Intro: Guap Tarantino]
Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go

[Chorus: Guap Tarantino]
Ran up a check, diamonds on my wrist, yeah, you know they wet (They wet, yeah)
Yeah, look at my wrist, bust down Rollie and it got baguettes (Baguettes, yeah)
Yeah, check out my fit, yeah, I’m spillin’, might make a mess (Mess, yeah)
Yeah, a nigga really trippin’, they don’t get no checks (No checks, yeah)
Top floor vet, she get top floor sex (Sex)
Diamonds real wet, we give all the hoes sex (Sex)
And I’m on the Addy (Addy), yeah, you know I ain’t get no rest (Rest, yeah)
West coast, Cali, me and Max smokin’ the best (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]
Drop pot, whip another bowl (Bowl)
Yeah, bitches wanna know how I get extra dough (Extra dough, yeah)
Yeah, chains around my neck, yeah, they diamond ropes
Yeah, when I ain’t have no check, all I had was hope (Rack, rack, racks)
Yeah, put a couple racks in the dresser (Yeah), niggas ain’t having’ no pressure (Pressure)
Shawty wanna fuck me in the Tesla truck, then I ask her what she gon’ tell ‘em
Yeah, and I’m on a whole ‘nother level (Yeah), two hundred racks, I can’t settle (Racks)
Yeah, I wear my chain like a medal (Yeah), kickin’ shit like Belly
One shot, might peck ‘em (Woah), yeah, we used to sell ‘em (Woah)
Yeah, we used to mail ‘em (Woah), and we might just bail ‘em (Yeah)
Racks up, I tell ‘em (Racks), I want the money for sure, ooh (Sure)
Might just go top rope, ooh (Rope), now I’m on top floor