"Penthouse" lyrics
Jenn Carter & Kyle Richh Lyrics
[Kyle Richh:]
(That's what I'm talkin' about, that's why he's the MVP
That's why he's the G.O.A.T, the G.O.A.T)
Graah
(24 is the G.O.A.T)
Graah
I'm with a bad bitch
Always clutching if I get in traffic
Pop a six, can't see through the beamer
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina
T-told bro 2 sticks to clap him
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
Get money my passion
I caught an opp and spun through in fashion
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tec and I'm hoppin' and fundin'
[Jenn Carter:]
Graah
She be scared, she don't want me to-
I'm going up but don't say that I made it
I'ma make it when I am the greatest
And do not hold me against shit that I stated
I be saying anything while faded
And as a jit I was like, "This is fun"
Now this life is harder than a pavement
B-beep up when I toting my gun
Like, free all my brothers out of them cages
Like an actor I'm going through stages
And you know we stay dropping them [?]
If I'm toting a grip I'ma say that I didn't though
'Cause, keep the details at minimum
He tried to up I could tell it was harden
Like a rocket got sent to the sky
Catch me an opp, and it's do or it's die
And it's not about pride (like what?)
Bitch on my body, she just wanna fuck
She don't like when I tote on my ruger
Got me a bag and thought life would be smoother
In this life I don't know what to do
But I'ma keep clicking 'til this shit is empty
Enemies, feeling too friendly
Be saying my feelings when I'm in the booth cause, they know I can't speak to a soul
[Kyle Richh:]
I'm with a bad bitch
Always clutching if I get in traffic
Pop a six, can't see through the beamer
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina
Told bro 2 sticks to clap him
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
Get money my passion
I caught an opp and spun through in fashion
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tec and I'm hoppin' and fundin'
Graah
Can't kiss no thot in the function
Fake niggas feel too gross
It's the life that I chose
Stay to myself 'cause I'm hopping on 4s, like, if they say me been rose
Youngest in charge like Pon D Rose
You be shocked by the shit that I know
Hop on the beat then I float like a boat
Life was fun, but where did it go?
I am a thot, but that bitch is a hoe
Keep a steel, shit moving too fast
(Slow down)
PTSD, catch an opp he get put on his ass
Body shot like he Kim Kardash'
We smoke za, you can tell by the ash
L-like damn, he fast
Jenn got the beam, all he see was the flash
(Graah, graah)
Off a bean brodie 'oot like he 'melo
Like he get shot, if he tryna get jiggy
We make movies, they make trailers
Make a film with the pluck of a trigger
Ayo Jenn, run up the coochie (coochie)
She get the bottle, let's make it a movie (movie)
[Jenn Carter:]
When I tote on the tooley, I might make a movie (it's Carter, dickhead)
If he think he tough, he get whipped like a smoothie
And this life is so movie, shoot me
I don't give a fuck, I know I'ma still do me
And these niggas gon' rat when the money come
I can see that these niggas be snakes
And this .40 a doctor, might give you a tummy tuck
I can see all the envy and hate
[Kyle Richh:]
If she fucking for nothing, imagine what she gonna do for Chanel
Lil' thot only care 'bout her nails
Like, cheap bitch got the pussy on sale
Ride with the fire, I'm giving them hell
Niggas think that we really the biggest
Shoutout Ice Spice, the only smoochie I'm feeling
Aim for the top we gon' 'oot out the ceiling
[Jenn Carter:]
On top, we can't depend
Get money, you can't relate
This pain, I can't escape
Tote on a knocker so I can feel safe
And you might be the one that I need everyday
Got money, opps gon' hate
[Kyle Richh:]
These niggas fake see the look in his face
I'm too big but I'm stuck in my ways
(That's what I'm talkin' about, that's why he's the MVP
That's why he's the G.O.A.T, the G.O.A.T)
Graah
(24 is the G.O.A.T)
Graah
I'm with a bad bitch
Always clutching if I get in traffic
Pop a six, can't see through the beamer
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina
T-told bro 2 sticks to clap him
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
Get money my passion
I caught an opp and spun through in fashion
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tec and I'm hoppin' and fundin'
[Jenn Carter:]
Graah
She be scared, she don't want me to-
I'm going up but don't say that I made it
I'ma make it when I am the greatest
And do not hold me against shit that I stated
I be saying anything while faded
And as a jit I was like, "This is fun"
Now this life is harder than a pavement
B-beep up when I toting my gun
Like, free all my brothers out of them cages
Like an actor I'm going through stages
And you know we stay dropping them [?]
If I'm toting a grip I'ma say that I didn't though
'Cause, keep the details at minimum
He tried to up I could tell it was harden
Like a rocket got sent to the sky
Catch me an opp, and it's do or it's die
And it's not about pride (like what?)
Bitch on my body, she just wanna fuck
She don't like when I tote on my ruger
Got me a bag and thought life would be smoother
In this life I don't know what to do
But I'ma keep clicking 'til this shit is empty
Enemies, feeling too friendly
Be saying my feelings when I'm in the booth cause, they know I can't speak to a soul
[Kyle Richh:]
I'm with a bad bitch
Always clutching if I get in traffic
Pop a six, can't see through the beamer
Still on my Martin, I need me a Gina
Told bro 2 sticks to clap him
He tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
Get money my passion
I caught an opp and spun through in fashion
Like, I know niggas still want me to lose (Like, graah, graah, graah)
But I'ma still up it
Too real just to keep it a hunnid
We cannot beef if you don't got a hunnid
She fell in love with the fuckin'
She a lash tec and I'm hoppin' and fundin'
Graah
Can't kiss no thot in the function
Fake niggas feel too gross
It's the life that I chose
Stay to myself 'cause I'm hopping on 4s, like, if they say me been rose
Youngest in charge like Pon D Rose
You be shocked by the shit that I know
Hop on the beat then I float like a boat
Life was fun, but where did it go?
I am a thot, but that bitch is a hoe
Keep a steel, shit moving too fast
(Slow down)
PTSD, catch an opp he get put on his ass
Body shot like he Kim Kardash'
We smoke za, you can tell by the ash
L-like damn, he fast
Jenn got the beam, all he see was the flash
(Graah, graah)
Off a bean brodie 'oot like he 'melo
Like he get shot, if he tryna get jiggy
We make movies, they make trailers
Make a film with the pluck of a trigger
Ayo Jenn, run up the coochie (coochie)
She get the bottle, let's make it a movie (movie)
[Jenn Carter:]
When I tote on the tooley, I might make a movie (it's Carter, dickhead)
If he think he tough, he get whipped like a smoothie
And this life is so movie, shoot me
I don't give a fuck, I know I'ma still do me
And these niggas gon' rat when the money come
I can see that these niggas be snakes
And this .40 a doctor, might give you a tummy tuck
I can see all the envy and hate
[Kyle Richh:]
If she fucking for nothing, imagine what she gonna do for Chanel
Lil' thot only care 'bout her nails
Like, cheap bitch got the pussy on sale
Ride with the fire, I'm giving them hell
Niggas think that we really the biggest
Shoutout Ice Spice, the only smoochie I'm feeling
Aim for the top we gon' 'oot out the ceiling
[Jenn Carter:]
On top, we can't depend
Get money, you can't relate
This pain, I can't escape
Tote on a knocker so I can feel safe
And you might be the one that I need everyday
Got money, opps gon' hate
[Kyle Richh:]
These niggas fake see the look in his face
I'm too big but I'm stuck in my ways
