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Levels

Skeamz

12

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Tekst piosenki
Levels Verse My niggas don't play we at intermission, hot as shit I stay in the kitchen Stay on money missions palm itching so my wrist will glycerin Bitches talk but they don't ever listen If she throw that ass like she pitchin at my competition Bet that fuck nigga come up missin I'm a real G you rendition you faker then some hair extensions Talking real shit so pay attention not mention Way too faded need a intervention, cutting hoes like it was tension Close to the streets like car wit a low suspension My henchmen ain't scared to catch a sentence Probaby on Richmond highway A guy with a 9 walked out his driveway Decided he would take lives today Close one eye red dot ya topay I gotcha like Lupe, its suicide Tuesday, I'm shooting like 2K Dunk you with concrete shoes like MJ Hope you sink and you suffocate Nurse can't resuscitate you I'm the shit so I deficate Money over bitches dats a definite Wake up early for dis cake dats a wake n bake Pocket overweight pop yours make dat shit deflate All about paps you sorry man dat shit too late Snitch cut your throat you leak like a lake Great your bitch stuck to me like tape Real late so they lock up the zone Gate And a fake get trapped and he can't escape Got the foamposites bet they gone fit Hit a quick lick on a bitch gimmie all ya chips Take a cheese brick from a cracker you salty Ritz She just suck dick and take duck face pics Think ya slick take ya zip off of my strip Don’t gimmie lip bet that clip gonna letta rip Swag too legit I don't slip I got heavy grip Every bars spit like coke hope its gonna flip Feel like Scarface if he didn't shoot Manny And killed the Columbians and moved from Miami Hand me a bitch with a fat fanny Pop her like a Zanny my stroke's uncanny Ain't a man think you one though like a tranny Snitching is illegal like government banning She call me baby like a nanny All on me like I'm tanning cause the pipe she demanding The realest nigga the DMV just have ever seen So fly catch it like it was a disease Think you immune no system Aiming right at your spleen Money long like my dick stretch like a limousine Raps are necessity cook crack know the recipe Testing me you must be trippin off of the ecstasy Swag threatening fresh to death murder 2nd degree No arresting me fresh as hell if the Feds see me I want the root of all evil hit a lick on the devil Hard body like metal to me your just a pebble Gassed up got my foot heavy on the pedal Tryna tell you bitch ass niggas they was levels
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