CEILINGS HIGH ft. Iceberg $lum & LEI SWAN Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh, yeah yeah yeah

Yo, Harlem play that shit Kramp

I'm that new division, with that new religion, a couple of screws gone missing

We the ones that stay Woah, Woah, cause we ain't, ain't listen

I got Christmas lights on my fangs, nigga every time I speak it's Christmas

So I talk to you, feel gifted, Smoke Tipsy Tuna, get lifted

I can pitch a broom to a witch, yeah

I can sell a dog to your bitch, yeah

My Ceilings High, cause my money high, I can't see the sky-o

Cause, they know me, I don't know that nigga, who brought this guy?

Nigga my seeds, they my lil' ones, yeah they're my child

Yeah, pussy power, I'm with my nigga Flowers

Get high all day for hours, you know we smoking sour

That Tipsy Tuna-tuna, that sneaky pack

We get so high we smoking on half a pack

And they keep calling, like "where the hell is Fred?"

Do you mean the rock n' rolla? he laying in his bed

Got like three, four, five, bitches playing in his dreads

And he don't reply unless it's about the check

Unless she spreadings wives, she gon' have to spread her legs

Only bring good vibes, we love being positive

Groovy groovy, rock Gucci Gucci

Mix it with the Louis, in the hotel lobby coolin'

Ice on like a cooler, got it from my jewler

And we in the present, we just focused on the Mula

I'm that new division, with that new religion, a couple of screws gone missing

We the ones that stay Woah, Woah, cause we ain't, ain't listen

I got Christmas lights on my fangs, nigga every time I speak it's Christmas

So I talk to you, feel gifted, Smoke Tipsy Tuna, get lifted

I can pitch a broom to a witch, yeah

I can sell a dog to your bitch, yeah

My Ceilings High, cause my money high, I can't see the sky-o

Cause, they know me, I don't know that nigga, who brought this guy?

Nigga my seeds, they my lil' ones, yeah they're my child