Bottom From Here (Studio Session) lyrics

[Intro: G Herbo]
(Lil' Mexico, yeah, ayo Mexico, uh-huh)

[Chorus]
At the top, can't see the bottom from here
Got it on me now, is it a problem in here?
Uh, know you see me shining like a chandelier, yeah
Shorty prolly' think that it's a God up in here, hey
Shorty got me feelin' like Allah up in here
Put her ass in the air, then throw cash in the air, yeah
Never mind these n*ggas, I'm a father to them
I ball harder than them, got my arm in the rim, yeah

[Verse 1]
Damn, you should've seen your face
Bet you feelin' salty, uh
Young and rich, I'm flossin', uh
All this damn flexin', I should be exhausted, uh
Gucci, Fendi, Moncler, I guess I got options
Can't stop us, I'm on bullsh*t
Rob me, you flodgin
Why you acting like you got it, when you ain't got it?
n*ggas see through, but they know I'm hard body
I can't see you when I'm off the narcotics
Let the moon roof back, sunshine shining on me
Never goin' back broke baby, I promise
Put the Bentley on the road baby, I copped it
Ya dig
[Chorus]
At the top, can't see the bottom from here
Got it on me now, is it a problem in here?
Uh, know you see me shining like a chandelier, yeah
Shorty prolly' think that it's a God up in here, hey
Shorty got me feelin' like Allah up in here
Put her ass in the air, then throw cash in the air, yeah
Never mind these n*ggas, I'm a father to them
I ball harder than them, got my arm in the rim, yeah

[Verse 2]
You ain't makin' money over here, yeah
Pull up with them things up in the air, yeah
Too much on my mind, no way, uh
I been on a paper chase, yeah
Roll it up and take it to the face, uh
Hit the plug up, I need some gas today, uh, yeah
Lean on deck, with the codeine
She do cocaine in the morning, catch a nosebleed
I collect the cash, need it for the proceeds
20k to show up, I won't proceed

[Chorus]
At the top, can't see the bottom from here
Got it on me now, is it a problem in here?
Uh, know you see me shining like a chandelier, yeah
Shorty prolly' think that it's a God up in here, hey
Shorty got me feelin' like Allah up in here
Put her ass in the air, then throw cash in the air, yeah
Never mind these n*ggas, I'm a father to them
I ball harder than them, got my arm in the rim, yeah
[Verse 3]
In the lane, switch
n*ggas beefing over the same, b*tch
But I know all these girls are the same, sh*t, huh
Different women all be on the same, sh*t, yeah
Double cup, my problems
You a goon, f*ck that sh*t, came with a bunch of goblins, yeah
Pull up with that stick, I'm gon' get it poppin', ayy
Take yo' b*tch shoppin', don't get outta pocket
Pull it out and pop it, yeah
Runnin' out of options, b*tch I'm fly, c*ckpit
b*tch I'm fly, stewardess, uh
I won't lie, doin' it

[Chorus]
At the top, can't see the bottom from here
Got it on me now, is it a problem in here?
Uh, know you see me shining like a chandelier, yeah
Shorty prolly' think that it's a God up in here, hey
Shorty got me feelin' like Allah up in here
Put her ass in the air, then throw cash in the air, yeah
Never mind these n*ggas, I'm a father to them
I ball harder than them, got my arm in the rim, yeah