Sakeller J, Loon - Thru the Roof Lyrics

(Shit is through the roof)
(Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice)
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move
Tell ya bitch to quit stalking my page
I wake up and head straight to the bank
Getting money don’t care what you think
I was tricking she called it a date
I’m stuck in my thoughts like a maze
Money coming I gotta get paid
Love my bitch I’m obsessed with her shape
I get home and we making a tape
Yeah she looking tan
Let her pose for the gram
Let her know who I am
I ain’t a regular man nah
I head to the mall and she cop it
I don’t care ‘bout the price imma drop it
Blew a 7 on my neck tell em watch it
N***** goofy I know they be plotting
Ain’t got nothing to lose
What you want me to do?
Like my bitches in 2s
I hate when I gotta choose yeah
All my money is blue
Tell a bitch get a clue
Threw some red on her shoes
And I ain’t talking Loubs nah
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move
Riding solo I need me some space
Keep the glock on the seat just in case
This attention done altered my pace
Pray to god I don’t catch me a case
Mama praying that imma be safe
Told her god on my side though I’m straight
I be drinking to cover the pain
Got some demons they want me to rage
N***** still tryna stunt like they’re paid
But really make minimum wage
They tough on the internet no I’m not into that imma pull up to his place
If he really about what he say
He wouldn’t be hiding his face
I’m too real many couldn’t relate
N***** surfing they riding my wave
Told my ex to stop hitting my line
Yeah I miss her but now ain’t the time
If a n**** keep talking it’s fine
Put some shells in a fuck n**** spine
Man it feel like I’m losing my mind
Tryna live but it’s hard to survive
Need a M before I hit 25
I don’t get it then I’d rather die
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move

(Shit is through the roof)
(Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice)
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move
Tell ya bitch to quit stalking my page
I wake up and head straight to the bank
Getting money don’t care what you think
I was tricking she called it a date
I’m stuck in my thoughts like a maze
Money coming I gotta get paid
Love my bitch I’m obsessed with her shape
I get home and we making a tape
Yeah she looking tan
Let her pose for the gram
Let her know who I am
I ain’t a regular man nah
I head to the mall and she cop it
I don’t care ‘bout the price imma drop it
Blew a 7 on my neck tell em watch it
N***** goofy I know they be plotting
Ain’t got nothing to lose
What you want me to do?
Like my bitches in 2s
I hate when I gotta choose yeah
All my money is blue
Tell a bitch get a clue
Threw some red on her shoes
And I ain’t talking Loubs nah
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move
Riding solo I need me some space
Keep the glock on the seat just in case
This attention done altered my pace
Pray to god I don’t catch me a case
Mama praying that imma be safe
Told her god on my side though I’m straight
I be drinking to cover the pain
Got some demons they want me to rage
N***** still tryna stunt like they’re paid
But really make minimum wage
They tough on the internet no I’m not into that imma pull up to his place
If he really about what he say
He wouldn’t be hiding his face
I’m too real many couldn’t relate
N***** surfing they riding my wave
Told my ex to stop hitting my line
Yeah I miss her but now ain’t the time
If a n**** keep talking it’s fine
Put some shells in a fuck n**** spine
Man it feel like I’m losing my mind
Tryna live but it’s hard to survive
Need a M before I hit 25
I don’t get it then I’d rather die
Shit is through the roof
Big ol’ 40 squeeze it like it’s juice
They ain’t scared of nothing but the truth
I can’t get caught lacking no excuse
I been on the max and they on mute
Tell me who the fuck is you?
A lot of shit I’m going through
I can’t see the paper less it’s blue
I got shit to do in my way you better move