To the Ceiling (feat. Rashad Stark)

Chase that bag! Yeah that's what I do!
She gon fuck with me cuz I got the moves
Eat it up like Hot food, ride around wit my crew
I gotta get that check, mama ain't raise no fool

Bitch it's my way or the highway
Need a lambo in the driveway
And my young nigga got the strap on him
He gon shoot that bitch sideways

And my new bitch my ex
I need check, check, check, checks
I swear Grizz stay in that gym
Cuz he flex flex flex flex

I gotta get it by all means
Young Goat what they call me
Fuck yeah it's The Most Lit
So you know I gotta drop heat

They be sayin life is a bitch
Can't let the bitch dog me.
I gotta keep countin up
Cuz everybody countin on me.
Bad bitch hit my phone
Told her leave me alone
I'ma just count this bread
I'ma just stack that dough

I been in my zone
Tryna get rich on my own
I put that on my bro's
So you know I'm finna stack it

TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!
TO THE CEILING!

To The Ceiling, i'ma villain
Yea i did it undefeated
Yea these niggas keep on studying my moves

To the Ceiling, fuck yo feelings
Make a million how I'm feelin'
Yea these niggas tinkin' they part of the crew

You a minion, why you sinnin', so acidic
Yea my mind just keep on jumpin' bussin' all my screws loose

Yea I run it back, you go out bad
Lil shawty there i'll blow her back
The way you move it make me laugh
Young nigga i be smoking gas

I've been in my zone, bad bitch on mind
You been playin' games, i ain't go the time
Yea i rep the set, yea i run the tribe
Smoking on the loud, yea we get high

Colorado Go!, bad bitch gimmie dome
Sub Zero combo cold, this that Zuri Gold
Flexing with the team, this that 93
Yo Rashad we gotta let em know that we the kings

Zuri Gold From The Mountains Real G

Ay Zuri Wuss Good!



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Writer(s): Foley R Santamaria
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