Touch The Ceiling Lyrics

I'm giving free game, you just gotta listen Double down, I'm moving pounds, I ain't politicking

Fuck that drama, I'm counting commas, ain't a dollar missing

Extended clip, Hold 33, I'm ridin' with Scottie pimpin

I'm smoking propane, I'm tryna touch the ceiling I love the weed, but the X give me a whole

Nother feeling Roll up the best, I don't be stressing bout

Shit, I be chillin' These niggas reckless and depressed, that's

Why they keep on killin' Niggas be lost without a bag, that's why

They always mad Every bitch out here still want me back, they

Always get attached All these drills and shootouts I been in

I ain't get a scratch The day I ever see them boys again, they ain't

Gon' get a pass Walked in my school, ten bands in cash

I never went to class He talkin' cool, whipped out my tool, he took

Off like the Flash Lil' mama wet, need a life vest, I'm finna

Make her splash I chase a check, can't get upset, cause I really might crash

Flash out, but don't let me spaz out, cause

I really might end your day I'm in my bag now, wanna face this zip, but

I'd rather go make this play She think she in love with me, she be fuckin

With me, but I'm knowin' she ain't gon' stay These niggas ain't fuckin' with me, I can't

Wait till they peep, the Z be inna whole nother place

All these woods to the head, I think I'm an alien, I be so high out of space

If I ever get hit, I ain't got nothin' to say to them, we don't do speakin' to Jakes

Yo' grass stay green, whenever it's clean, you gotta go weed out the snakes

Real money fiend, I'm a cash machine, I feel like I ain't got no brakes

I'm on the road, been in that mode, now I can't slow down

I had to listen to my soul, and now I know I wasn't wrong

Why niggas hatin when it's enough money to go round

Been through the rain, I'm givin' game, I'm not just talkin' in es songs

I'm givin' free game, you just gotta listen Double down, I'm movin' pounds, I ain't politicking

Fuck that drama, I'm countin' commas, ain't a dollar missin

Extended clip, Hold 33, I'm ridin' with Scottie Pimpin

I'm smokin' propane, I'm tryna touch the ceiling I love the weed, but the X give me a whole

Nother feelin' Roll up the best, I don't be stressin

Bout shit, I be chillin' These niggas reckless and depressed, that's

Why they keep on killin' I'm givin' free game, you just gotta listen

Double down, I'm movin' pounds, I ain't politickin' I'm smokin' propane, I'm tryna touch the ceiling

I love the weed, but the X give me a whole nother feelin

I love the weed, but the X give me a whole nother feelin