To the Ceiling!

Stack it to the ceiling High as fuck, I got no feelings
I ain't got no time for healing If they go against the team
We treat they bitch ass like they stealing
I just ate a shroomy, got so high, talked to an angel

Open my third eye, I'm tryna see from different angles
Do this for my team, I'm not talkin' about the bangles
Probably catch me walkin' with some Jordans and some Wranglers
Plus I got the banger Pull up on shorty, I'm a bang her

Pull up on slime, let's make a banger
Go against me and mine, I swear your bitch ass is in danger
I got way too drunk, I need to go and take a nap
But first let's hit the "Stu" I need to go and take a crap

I don't listen to these niggas cause I'm knowin' that it's cap
I call the 40 Thanos, you'll be gone within a snap
That job shit isn't workin' so you got back in the trap
If you do some bad business then they comin' for your hat

Shut up



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Writer(s): Joshua Garcia
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