Ceilings

She said papi where you going
I’m going to the bank

She tryna see me
Got her glasses with the Louis frames

I’m nothing like them
It’s not hard to differentiate

Wrist on freeze like I’m at the winter Olympic Games

Oh you want that then you know I got it

Bank just called they cleared the deposit

I been going so hard I’m nauseous

I ain’t stopping till my body dropping

Im on the move

Got my head cuz we never lose

Can’t walk in my shoes

Nun of yall could ever do what I do

No habla dinero

Then I can’t be talking to you

I stack it up tall

I want my money to lift up the roof