FKi - Too Young lyrics

[Intro] No ceilings [Hook] I walk in, I walk in, I walk in with goons I'm parking Ferrari I started like 'Vroom' I'm staggering, I'm flagging, I'm acting a fool Pour up, yeah I'm sipped out, I'm knocked out in my house all day I pull up, I pull up, I pull up like 'Ayy' I pull up, I pull up and I fade away That's NBA, yeah [Verse 1] Uh, I used to have braids but I still got the hoes, yeah I loosen my brakes and I still got control, 'Err!' I remember the day that I got the Azure, mm Back when them hoes was wearing Juicy Couture, yeah Back when n***as was still wearing velour When sh** got out of hand, my hands was full I'm going through some sh**, yeah But you know I ain't broke up Just talked to Ms. Cita She told me stay focused I said "Alrighty then" Gotta make up my mind again f** the bullsh**, the fake and the counterfeit Gotta shake it like Iverson Gotta take out my pocket lint and make something out of it Like a scientist, be creative and confident No vacation, just power trips Limo tint, limo tint 5 percent, Louie V moccasins Treat her cat like a lioness, I'm on my Mufasa sh** Yeah, I'm saucy like pasta b**h I'm talking all kinda sh**, yeah And I got that Flakka dick, them b**hes be out of it And I be OT with my bro T And little Hoodie and Skate Board-E And that's my n***as, we fly n***as With shotguns under both wings We going up, pouring up These n***as be hoeing up Ain't no peace, we chop off both fingers I got that dope dick, yo b**h is a dope fiend I got the tattoos, all I need is the nose ring Pool party at my place, more codeine than chlorine Spraying at your head like some f**ing Afro Sheen And I'm [Hook] A Martian, I'm marching on the stars and moon I come through in something without a roof Staggering, I'm flagging, I'm repping Soowoo Yeah Bloodgang Look, I hop out, they watch how I hop out the Wraith I spend it, I spend it, make it back next day I pull up, I pull up and I fade away That's NBA, yeah [Verse 2] I'm my momma's son And when I started thuggin I was young When I started cussin I was one Momma put that soap on my tongue And when I started hustlin I was 12 And then I started pumpin like the Shell And when I started f**in I was young And when I started cuppin I was sprung And then I started druggin it was fun f**ing with that honey I got stung And when I go out clubbin I be numb Started out from nothin, just some crumbs Started up from nothin just some crumbs And now I got a bakery; yum, yum And now I see the fakery, now I see the snakery All I got is 2 words; blum-blum No ceilings