Текст песни Top Down - Nicky The Jet

Need a Maserati with the top down
Pull up to the party with my gold out
Faking like you love me cuz I′m up now
I don't want your love if it ain′t lockdown
Very very rarely do I pop out
Cold like February I'm the boss now
I keep foot on necks yeah
You still depressed yeah
You do your best yeah
You hate I'm next yeah yeah

I stack my check until a Milly yeah
I give my all my city with me yeah
Flipping a switch in a rari is crazy no matter the star
Fuck with my chick and I get her Dior
Hop in a rari you hop in a car
Yeah my life is different
I said some shit I′m switching
I feel my best I′m living
I love expensive women
I'll buy you Louis, Gucci
She want no rose like Rubi
She shoulder shrug like Uzi
Im smoking medical
But I don′t got a card
I said I'm plugged in
I know who people are
Those people know me
And they know I′m a star
I know your empty
But most these people are

Need a Maserati with the top down
Pull up to the party with my gold out
Faking like you love me cuz I'm up now
I don′t want your love if it ain't lockdown
Very very rarely do I pop out
Cold like February I'm the boss now
I keep foot on necks yeah
You still depressed yeah
You do your best yeah
You hate I′m next yeah yeah