[Chorus]
Started off slow
'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl
Now we on the top floor
Holding on tight, you ain't letting go
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feel it
[Verse 1]
Uh
First class, help you in the game like a free throw
Fill my bank up with cash, my glass with Clicquot
You ain't gotta tell your friends what we talk about or the places we go
You mine for the night, your man try and repo, uh
Work nights, never sleep, so you think she got no job
Go to school during the week, on the weekend, we go hard
Live so large, let you go tear down the mall like it's your card
It's no problem, go 'head and sing it girl, this is your song, uh
[Chorus]
Started off slow
'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl
Now we on the top floor
Holding on tight, you ain't letting go
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feel it
[Verse 2]
Oh, nothing you can tell us, they get jealous when we show up
Make you feel like a little girl again, but fuck you like a grown-up
High as you could be, it's like a dream you never woke from
My life's like a movie, get ready for your close-up
Pour a bottle and toast up
Your man in your phone tryna see what your plans is
So what? You still turn up my songs soon as they playing it
Know what the saying is, money talks and you ain't saying shit, huh
I'ma call you soon as I land
Probably roll some weed right up on the beach while you tan
Party every weekend, you hardly would speak
But now you got my phone taking pictures
Laughing, smoking, chilling, yeah
[Chorus]
Started off slow
'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl (Yeah)
Now we on the top floor
Holding on tight, you ain't letting go
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feel it
[Outro]
We don't hear 'em when they talk
Probably 'cause we in the sky, sky, sky, sky
When we really take off and I tell her hold on
'Cause she say she never been this high
We don't hear 'em when they talk
Probably 'cause we in the sky, sky, sky, sky
When we really take off and I tell her hold on
'Cause she say she never been this high