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