Face up
No Ceilings, No Ceilings
No
I'm standin' at a table full of choppas, n***a
I'm sippin' on the maple, Aunt Jemima, n***a
And trust me, n***a, you don't want no drama, n***a
'Cause I swear we all nuts, John Bobbitt, n***a
If you ain't got no skaters you ain't poppin', n***a
If you ain't got no skaters you ain't poppin', n***a
If you ain't got no skaters you ain't all in, n***a
Now you see us, we just skatin', you just fallin', n***a
She tryna put this money in a stocking
She kinda thick as f** and got some knockers
My n***as really blood and you just spottin'
We all over the bread like a sloppy joe
And when I'm in the p**y I'm a boss, knock her off
My enemy don't cross the line I draw, respect my art
Man I swear to God these pussies soft like a mark
Weezy, baby, diaper off, different cloth
Different thoughts, sippin' syrup like it's broth, life is short
Tart, f** his b**h, whip his kids, drive his cars, f**
I'm grindin', tryna stack a hundred commas
Just popped a combo, I ain't talkin' 'bout McDonald's
I'm standin' at a table full of choppas
I'm standin' in a Maybach 'cause it's topless
I'm standin' at a table full of options
Different b**hes, different flavors, different toppings
And we ain't got no traitors in our posse
And really I'm just wavy and I'm saucy
And really I'm amazing and I'm awesome
My whole squad lit, n***a, arson
If you ain't got no skaters you ain't all in, n***a
If you ain't been to Vegas, you ain't party, n***a
Shout out to Lil Capito and Marley, n***a
I've been f**in' with them since Atari, n***a
And me, I'm a lil 504, New Orleans, n***a
I be in 305, though like a Marlin, n***a
And Hoodie, he from Texas, b**hes boppin', man
And since I met him, I ain't ran out of drank