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Penthouse Video (MV)




Performed By: itslako
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Chris Holmes, Chris Weschler




itslako - Penthouse Lyrics
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I live in the penthouse, I'm 40 floors up
Three hoes on me, met em' at the club
Spent what I have, said f*ck it because
I'm getting the green, that's on my next stub
You got me covered like it's GTA
Hang out with me, you gotta get paid
Shoot you in public and we let you fade
Learn you a lesson, we never play
10k to your name, you think that's insane
That's nothing, I just spent that on my chain
Sharp like a fang, no Johnny Dang
I don't give a f*ck what you say
Call me Dark Vader bitch, I am your father
Come with the guys, we came to slaughter
Stick up, I want all the cash from the parlor
Put in the bag, you don't want a problem
Defend it with my life, Fer's Stash
Never mid, and I smell it cross the room
I don't gotta lift the lid
Talking that smack shit, hit you with a punch
Coming at me with a knife and you lunge
Wonder why I had to rupture your lungs
Step on you like a motherf*ckin' bug
Don't act like a bulldog, you just a motherf*ckin' pug
Tired of pulling me under the fabric rug
Won't be silent, sit back, do nothing and shrug
I won't give up
My time ain't up
I won't give up
My time ain't up
Look in my eyes, it's something other wordly
Sticks & stones break my bones, words could never hurt me
All I'm sipping is some f*cking dirty
I ain't even f*cking 30, pop a Perc 30
Though about an hour later, laugh hysterical
Minimalistic mindset, living dirt cheap
Clothes poked holes with holes all over her jeans
Her topper lookin' rotten
It's lookin' like copper
Now she's gotta go out and spend money for some shopping
Never did trust you bitch you seem like you've always been plottin
It get low when I'm sippin' Moscato
In the cut and I'm rolling gelato
Niggas know that I stick to the motto
If you don't, you get hit with a hollow
If it's water, my niggas gon' bend
They gon' die, I can't even pretend
And niggas ain't making amends
If they die, better slide for your manz
Got a grip that extend out my pocket
When it blow up, go off like a rocket
Said he know how to shoot, but ain't cock it
Whatever you say that you want, that is not it
They keep big around here, he is not him
Took a walk on that block and they got him
Started running like Rick, they was watching
Niggas creeped through the back, almost shot him
Niggas creeped through the back, almost shot him
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I live in the penthouse, I'm 40 floors up
Three hoes on me, met em' at the club
Spent what I have, said f*ck it because
I'm getting the green, that's on my next stub
You got me covered like it's GTA
Hang out with me, you gotta get paid
Shoot you in public and we let you fade
Learn you a lesson, we never play
10k to your name, you think that's insane
That's nothing, I just spent that on my chain
Sharp like a fang, no Johnny Dang
I don't give a f*ck what you say
Call me Dark Vader bitch, I am your father
Come with the guys, we came to slaughter
Stick up, I want all the cash from the parlor
Put in the bag, you don't want a problem
Defend it with my life, Fer's Stash
Never mid, and I smell it cross the room
I don't gotta lift the lid
Talking that smack shit, hit you with a punch
Coming at me with a knife and you lunge
Wonder why I had to rupture your lungs
Step on you like a motherf*ckin' bug
Don't act like a bulldog, you just a motherf*ckin' pug
Tired of pulling me under the fabric rug
Won't be silent, sit back, do nothing and shrug
I won't give up
My time ain't up
I won't give up
My time ain't up
Look in my eyes, it's something other wordly
Sticks & stones break my bones, words could never hurt me
All I'm sipping is some f*cking dirty
I ain't even f*cking 30, pop a Perc 30
Though about an hour later, laugh hysterical
Minimalistic mindset, living dirt cheap
Clothes poked holes with holes all over her jeans
Her topper lookin' rotten
It's lookin' like copper
Now she's gotta go out and spend money for some shopping
Never did trust you bitch you seem like you've always been plottin
It get low when I'm sippin' Moscato
In the cut and I'm rolling gelato
Niggas know that I stick to the motto
If you don't, you get hit with a hollow
If it's water, my niggas gon' bend
They gon' die, I can't even pretend
And niggas ain't making amends
If they die, better slide for your manz
Got a grip that extend out my pocket
When it blow up, go off like a rocket
Said he know how to shoot, but ain't cock it
Whatever you say that you want, that is not it
They keep big around here, he is not him
Took a walk on that block and they got him
Started running like Rick, they was watching
Niggas creeped through the back, almost shot him
Niggas creeped through the back, almost shot him
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Writer: Chris Holmes, Chris Weschler
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