PASS THE CEILING Lyrics
Fuck a bad bitch finna bust down the ceiling
Ain’t no average shit nigga you know how I feel
Don’t do no ass hoes, nigga, you know how it is
They back at the road, strip, hammering oil spills
Yeah
In the road, strip, play me go
Baby, take it off her top
I’m too avy, might go pop
Niggas tear dirt like a tag Band play with this shit, get moped
Hard candles, girl berserk When that leaves, man, let niggas take you a talk
Put you on the shirt
When you’re real, for a nigga, all these wits
We drive the top, you’re closing curtains
Every time I crack a sim, I be getting her feelings
Miss have some meals, take a little nigga, we tryna touch a bitch
Ever seen me, yeah, she know we up for real
Before we was up, we were just going to see us
My wheels for it my clothes for it got four in a brush
Keep falling shit out in the crib I don’t in the garage
Climbing for for each and I ignore it
I staring at the waiting and I flirting
Just hold me call my phone for days you know I gonna ignore it
Keeps in five when I’m on stage, that bitch too important
Hold me, count my shit for ages, that shit I tried on one
Yeah, I’m big and defend, nigga I’m dangly one
These niggas be my son, they count out here, I am iron
Two years in, I already had two youngs, I was during my first run
I already had rest at the nigga as soon as I had my son
My money’s ain’t, they ain’t packed, I didn’t go on the run
You know choice, hanging up, but when this bitch was special
When they had a body, her, they had that bitch who shamed
That hoe fucked the hoe, getting that hoe, don’t show no shame
Man, I just started playing, Jane, always go, that bitch all staining
I just look up my pills, it change how I feel
Let me get up, bitch, I’m peeling, let me pass the sitter