A$AP Ferg, Lil Wayne, Jay Gwuapo - No Ceilings

[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Jay Gwuapo] AXL Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Uh Ahh-ahh-ahh [Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Jay Gwuapo] Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah) We are them niggas (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Roll like gorillas (Let's go) We are the winners (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) We roll with the hitters We came from the city of killers (Alright, oh, ya, ya, ya) We are the littest (Right, you are right, damn boy) Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (No) Where is the ceilings? I see no ceilings (Uh-huh) 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) [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg & Jay Gwuapo] Livin' through tension (Ooh) Friends get distant (Ooh, distant) Diamond on glisten (Ooh-ooh, ahh) They don't wanna mention you Video instant views (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) Bitches pick and choose (Ah) Diamond like a Biggie Glue (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) My nigga, we runnin' for days, know we got the vision (Ah) Livin' like fast in a lane, hope we don't collision (Baow) We Aventaloos, she looking at my fist tattoo (Ooh-oh) She become an instant boo (Ahh-ahh-ahh) [Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Jay Gwuapo] Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah) We are them niggas (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Roll like gorillas (Roll) We are the winners (Let's go, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) We roll with the hitters We came from the city of killers (Alright, oh, ya, ya, ya) We are the littest (Right, you are right, damn boy) Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (Ah, yeah) Where is the ceilings? (Ah) I see no ceilings (Uh-huh) 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) [Verse 2: Jay Gwuapo] 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 fuck 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 [Chorus: A$AP Ferg, Jay Gwuapo & Lil Wayne] Ain't playin' with niggas (Yeah) We are them niggas (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Roll like gorillas (Let's go) We are the winners (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) We roll with the hitters We came from the city of killers (Alright, oh, ya, ya, ya) We are the littest (Right, you are right, damn boy, the littest) Like Wayne, I got no ceilings (Ah, I got no feelings) Where is the ceilings? I see no ceilings (Uh-huh) We got no feelings (Oh-oh) We, you know we got no feelings (No-no-no, yeah, right) My brothers that sit in the cage (Sit in the cage, yeah, yeah) We miss ya (Yeah, yeah) Niggas go out in a blaze (Ooh-ooh) Making hard decisions (Agh) [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] I got no ceilings, I never had ‘em, nigga Pop me a handle bar, then I handle business I’m on that Actavis, call it Activism I like my chinchillas soft as caterpillars I got no issues, but I got ammunition ‘case I got issues Chop a kilo down like paper and scissor China white, bitch, I’m breaking the dishes Hands down, bitch, I’m too out of hand Hands up, I kill you with my hands Masked up like I flew from Japan Bap, bap, that’s for you and your man No cap, cap, I don’t do it with words Flap, flap, that’s my wings you just heard Yeah, kidnap anything for them birds No trap rap, I’m way in the suburbs Rolls Royce! Stars came on the roof, but I removed the roof And we can see the stars, bitch I got dogs on the loose Now, you can call a truce but I can call ‘em off, bitch I got dogs that don’t roof Got bitches fallin’ through and niggas fallin’ off shit I ain’t got no fuckin’ feelings Got you catchin’ fuckin’ feelings Fuck your feelings, bitch! [Chorus: A$AP Ferg, Lil Wayne & Jay Gwuapo] 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) [Outro: Jay Gwuapo] Yeah, yeah (Ah) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ahh-ahh-ahh) Ahh-ahh-ahh We got no feelings Ooh-ooh Bye, btich