Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Ceiling , by - Chetta. Release date: 01.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Ceiling |
| Bitch, I woke up in designer |
| Bet your bitch be my sponsor |
| Sip codeine, not no Vodka |
| Need some syrup like a wafer |
| IPhone get to booming right |
| Moving packs every single night |
| If they can get it, I can get it twice |
| For the l-ow, shawty, low bricks come over-night |
| Life |
| They ain’t living like I’m living, They just high off a hype |
| They ain’t feeling like I’m feeling, no |
| Catching cases, never feelings |
| Blow your brains out your skull |
| That’s why I call her no ceiling hoe |
| I been counting money all day |
| My plug, he fuck with me the long way |
| Be cool, they ain’t trynna play |
| Bet that AK open up like a hallway |
| Pull Up |
| Swerve |
| Pull Up |
| Serve |
| Pull Up |
| Swerve, Swerve |
| Pull Up |
| Serve, Serve |
| Pull up blowing gaudy, let the top back |
| Pull up at your spot, push your wig back |
| Not the type to talk, ain’t with the chit-chat |
| Tell me that you got it, you ain’t with that |
| She say I ain’t paid but I ain’t with the gossip |
| Rather shoot your block up, bullet shells like pasta |
| AK-47, clip like macaroni |
| Never trust a square, them is not your homies |
| I can’t fuck with lames, half you boys jabronis |
| Grew up by my grandma, eating bread, boloney |
| Now I’m grubbing noodles off of this dirty money |
| Took me all this time, You can’t take it from me |
| Wish somebody tried me, leave them wet and bloody |
| I don’t need a mask, want your ass to know me |
| Look me in my eyes, why I kill them softly |
| Bring you back to life, I’m the reapers homie |