No Ceilings

作詞 : Darold Brown/Dwayne Carter/Manalla Yusuf Abdul-Aziz/Jason George

作曲 : Darold Brown/Dwayne Carter/Manalla Yusuf Abdul-Aziz/Jason George

AXL

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah, uh

Ahh-ahh-ahh

Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah)

We are them niggas (We are them niggas)

Roll like gorillas (Roll like gorillas)

We are the winners (And we the releast, ahh-ahh-ahh)

We roll with the hitters (Hitters)

We came from the city of killers (A city of killers)

We are the littest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the littest)

Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (I have no ceilings)

Where is the ceilings? (No, where is the ceilings?)

I see no ceilings (I see no ceilings)

We got no feelings (Oh-oh)

We, you know we got no feelings (Oh, right)

My brothers that sit in the cage (Sit in the cage)

We miss ya

Niggas go out in a blaze (Ooh-ooh)

Making hard decisions (Agh)

Livin' through tension (Ooh)

Friends get distant (Ooh, distant)

Diamond on glisten (Ooh-ooh, ahh)

They don't wanna mention you

Video instant views (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)

Bitches pick and choose (Ah)

Diamond like a Biggie Glue (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

My nigga, we runnin' for days, know we got the vision (Ah)

Livin' like fast in a lane, hope we don't collision (Baow)

We Aventaloos, she looking at my fist tattoo (Ooh-oh)

She become an instant boo (Ahh-ahh-ahh)

Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah)

We are them niggas (We are them niggas))

Roll like gorillas (Roll like gorillas)

We are the winners (And we the releast, ahh-ahh-ahh)

We roll with the hitters (Hitters)

We came from the city of killers (A city of killers)

We are the littest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the littest)

Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (I have no ceilings)

Where is the ceilings? (No, where is the ceilings?)

I see no ceilings (I see no ceilings)

We got no feelings (Oh-oh)

We, you know we got no feelings (Oh, right)

My brothers that sit in the cage (In the cage)

We miss ya

Niggas go out in a blaze (Ooh-ooh, let's go)

Making hard decisions (Agh)

VVS's on me

Look how a heavy hitter step

He try to flex with his shit in the club

We took his chains off his neck

They know I like to keep it cool

But killers with me gon make a mess

I got a check and flew out to Miami

But they know the K is what I rep

She say she love me I ain't say I love her

But she know I love to give her sex

She pull up on me, Imma give her dick

Ain't no reason for me to send a text

I'm in this bitch with the trap lord

In the trap and we cookin a mess

Lamborghini 220 the dashboard

Switch it up and go hop it a 'vette

She get a Birkin

She get a big bag if we ****

I got a big bag full of Runtz

I'm putting straight gas in the blunt

I tell her twerk it

She give me straight ass til I'm done

She doin anything a nigga say

If I tell you suck it do it til I cum

Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah)

We are them niggas (We are them niggas)

Roll like gorillas (Roll like gorillas)

We are the winners (And we the releast, ahh-ahh-ahh)

We roll with the hitters (Hitters)

We came from the city of killers (A city of killers)

We are the littest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the littest)

Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (I have no ceilings)

Where is the ceilings? (No, where is the ceilings?)

I see no ceilings (I see no ceilings)

We got no feelings (Oh-oh)

We, you know we got no feelings (No-no-no, yeah, right)

My brothers that sit in the cage (Sit in the cage, yeah, yeah)

We miss ya (Yeah, yeah)

Niggas go out in a blaze (Ooh-ooh)

Making hard decisions (Agh)

I got no ceilings, I never had ‘em, nigga

Pop me a handle bar, then I handle business

I’m on that Actavis, call it Activism

I like my chinchillas soft as caterpillars

I got no issues, but I got ammunition ‘case I got issues

Chop a kilo down like paper and scissor

China white, bitch, I’m breaking the dishes

Hands down, bitch, I’m too out of hand

Hands up, I kill you with my hands

Masked up like I flew from Japan

Bap, bap, that’s for you and your man

No cap, cap, I don’t do it with words

Flap, flap, that’s my wings you just heard

Yeah, kidnap anything for them birds

No trap rap, I’m way in the suburbs

Rolls Royce!

Stars came on the roof, but I removed the roof

And we can see the stars, bitch

I got dogs on the loose

Now, you can call a truce but I can call ‘em off, bitch

I got dogs that don’t roof

Got bitches fallin’ through and niggas fallin’ off shit

I ain’t got no ****in’ feelings

Got you catchin’ ****in’ feelings

**** your feelings, bitch!

Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah)

We are them niggas (We are them niggas)

We roll like gorillas (We roll like gorillas, let's go)

We are the winners (And we the releast, ahh-ahh-ahh)

We roll with the hitters (Hitters)

We came from the city of killers (A city of killers)

We are the littest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the littest)

Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (I have no ceilings)

Where is the ceilings? (No, where is the ceilings?)

I see no ceilings (I see no ceilings)

We got no feelings

We, you know we got no feelings (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, right)

My brothers that sit in the cage (Yeah, sit in the cage)

We miss ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Niggas go out in a blaze, making hard decisions (Ooh-ooh)