PASS THE CEILING

Mm, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah With a bad bitch, finna bust down the ceiling Ain't no average shit, nigga, you know how I feel No no no average hoes, nigga, you know how it is In the back of the Rolls truck, having oil spills, yeah In the Rolls truck, playing with Glock Bad bitch taking off her top I'm too wavy, might go pop They sticked up like Taliban, play wit' this shit, get mopped How I count up, go berserk I'm in Dallas with my lil niggas, take yo lil top, put you on a shirt And we rich for real, nigga, all these bands, we drop the top And close the curtains Every time I crack a seal, my bitch get in her feelings We touched a meal ticket, lil nigga, we tryna touch a billion Bad bitch seen me up, she know we up for real Bеfore we was on, we was scoring sеals My whips foreign, my clothes foreign, got foreign broads Keep foreign shit all in the crib, all in the garage Colorful whips, you already know it I'm steering the wheel, you know that I'm flooring This hoe been calling my phone for days You know that I'm going to ignore it Keep Gen-five when I'm on stage, yeah that bitch too important I've been popping my shit for ages, I tried to warn you You ducking the feds, nigga, I'm ducking these warrants These niggas really my sons, really count up every all damn morning Two years in, I really had two M's, that was during my first run I really had racks stacked up, nigga, yeah, soon as I had my son My lil' niggas dead, yeah, they packed or they go on a run Real niggas tried to take it, not bout' money, bitch too spacious When they hurt about these hoes, these hoes, they be too shameless Your hoe fucked the whole gang, that hoe don't show no shame Been iced out a plain Jane, rose gold, that bitch all stainless I just woke up off pills, that's just how I'm feeling I've been geeked up, bitch, off pills Now I'm way past the ceiling (Way past the ceiling) Worth a, yeah Worth a billion Fuck it, you know, worth a billion