Ceilings

La-la
La-la-la-la

[Hook]
I've got that shit that make the ceilings go ‘round
When I'm off the shits it's like the city slows down
Hold up, yeah yeah
Pour up, yeah yeah
Girl this ain't about you
This is where I confess
I'm in love with the vibe
And the rush in my head
But you make me throw up, yeah yeah
Girl you make me throw up, up up

[Verse 1]
And I want my vibes like we really on
When I pull up to the function with 4 biddies on deck
But you always show up
Why you gotta show up
When I'm alone you consume my head
What have I done wrong to deserve this mess
Baby I smoke strong to reduce the stress
And these days grow long you consume my head
Hold up

[Hook]
I've got that shit that make the ceilings go ‘round
When I'm off the shits it's like the city slows down
Hold up, yeah yeah
Pour up, yeah yeah
Girl this ain't about you
This is where I confess
I'm in love with the vibe
And the rush in my head
But you make me throw up

[Verse 2]
Baby I don’t need a chance
I said fuck your other man
Don’t you see me counting bands
I don’t really need amends
Don’t you see me countin’ bands
Don’t you see me smoking grams
Baby pull up, Superman

[Hook]
I've got that shit that make the ceilings go ‘round
When I'm off the shits it's like the city slows down
Hold up, yeah yeah
Pour up, yeah yeah
Girl this ain't about you
This is where I confess
I'm in love with the vibe
And the rush in my head
But you make me throw up, yeah yeah
Throw up, up up
I've got that shit that make the ceilings go ‘round
When I'm off the shits it's like the city slows down
Hold up, yeah yeah
I've got that shit that make the ceilings go