[Intro] No Ceilings All my niggas clutchin' All my niggas two-cuppin' All my niggas rap and trap They all got two phone numbers Real one since day one And all my niggas could vouch for me None of my niggas lackin' Mac And all my niggas countin' money
[Verse] Yeah, pull up, banger on me Bad bitch faintin' on me The purple drank stankin' on me Don't wake me up, just put a blanket on me Thank ya, homie, but I ain't yo homie Diamonds blingin' like they blinkin' on me All about the Ben Franklins, homie Bitch can't even get an Abe Lincoln from me Thankin' normally, I ain't thankin' normally From New Orleans, guns bang in harmony These lil niggas is retarded Puttin' testimony over sanctimony All these niggas tryna sank the homie Bitches tryna put the gangster on me Feds tryna put sanctions on me The doctor tryna do maintenance on me Guess that's why I take meds on 'em Pop and sip and go to bed on 'em New Ferrari, no head on it Nice new carpet, you bled on it These new artists no competition Top of the charts, no top of the menu That ain't art, nigga, drop the pencil She drop the drawers, I never drop the pistol But I drop the clip, and pull out a new clip I'm not bout that lip, bop-bop, no body exempt And you see the flaaag, as red as a bitch You see the swaaag, I'm wavy and lit My pops had 'em bricks, yeah, brick wall My slime got them sticks, and I can do tricks, yeah Skateboard and my lil boo mixed Yeah, just met her dad, gave her momma a kiss When she turned her back, I holla'd at sis, yeah Watch out lil' bro, I fly G4 My slimes say I'm brazy, I used to talk to a globe I tell it it's mine, I tell her one day you be mine I tell the front page you be mine I was locked up upstate for that iron You know I'm comin' straight off the top She knew I cum on her halter top She know I don't want no five children I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot Bitch, is you dykin' or not? These niggas is wifin' the thots I still got some white in my sock, it's white as my sock The white in her snot, uhg I know it could be anybody, so I prepare for everybody We wavin' that thing at your body We cravin' to catch us a body! (bop) Look at the watch on my friend, say hello to my lil friend My chopper due any day now Bap-bap; that bitch just had twins, Lord You run your mouth like a marathon I just run out of them styrofoams The Cialis give me testosterone Now she got her legs on my collarbone All on my neck like a herringbone I had to sit down with Bizzy Bone I had to sit down with Tity Boi And told him just how I'mma kill his song It's not a remix, it's just me, on my comeback and shit I just unwrapped a brick Put it on the scale, it come back thirty-six It come back thirty-six And that's when we whip, we mastered the wrist Then that's when it flip Then after it flip, that's when it flip You know what it's like when the feeling gone I know what that's like when the ceiling gone I know what that's like when the ceiling gone I know what that's like when the ceiling gone Watch out, lil bitch My partner got hitched No influence On me, it had no influence I don't know my daaad, but my momma is rich You see the red flaaag, but my partner a Crip Damn! Watch out lil ho Ooh, Pew, I fly G4 Uh, you got jet laaag stuck at the airport, damn I'm in LA stuntin' on Melrose Stuntin' on them hoes in them Yeezy's Them Jeremy Scott's and Shelltoes, okay I think I'mma need a check for shouting out Adidas like that For real No CeilingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
