Lyrics:
onto
Another level, ha
My flow is crack, the game is Whitney, yup
Fame is Bobby on their first date:
It ain’t hit me yet
Now, visualizing driving down
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
my feelings with the lean no I can't let it show now
Know now, on nah these niggas hoes now
Out before the sun I make a hundred before it goes down
I
Of an ol' ten point deer
A.K.A buck 'round here
Racks on the front of our trucks
Got the balls on the stick shift
Packing our lips up with snuff
Give it
goes out to every project and every ghetto
For those getting high, using drugs on every level
Living your life, day and night, getting stoned
You
ain't
Look man I'm OG now
Put my young niggas up on the game and I hold em down
Hold em down
Yea ten toes wit it knee deep chest high whatever I'm wit it
the club tho, yea
We pop bottles every night, in the strip club
Weed blows on and on
On and on it goes, overclouded with cloud
Free offer on club drinks
no phone
mama stayed right by the front gate so I had a cheat code
Let's get it
I'm not a local joker
I'm not a regular
I went big on my haters i had
it my girl or is it the bentley?
Is it my house or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all against me
Now ask yourself, why is he number
it my girl or is it the bentley?
Is it my house or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all against me
Now ask yourself, why is he number
just wanna break you down
Don't need it
They gon claim an addict
Matter fact then I been erratic
Tryna lock me up in a box
Can't have it
All
catch feelings
If she does it's barehanded and hoses foes, nobody's ever stolen home
Gravity has a hell of a time
Keeping down the sharpest knife in
on the scene in the 750Li, blow by
Hating on me mane, you ain't gotta lie
Regardless, I'm a do it for my people barely living in the slums the system was built
of powder
And you ain't seen nothing yet
Party Town, Party Town
The place lights up when the sun goes down
The bush is arcin' as the word goes round
why it goes so fast
But it seems This is my life
Ah yeah it seems This is my life
Roll some weed up I go numb
Let me tell you why I’m always living
But somebody new isn't you
And that is just something that I
Cannot bring myself to do
I know I messed it up by being myself again
But this ain't how
Let's do it, How much they gon pay me a show
Lil nigga you not my level
In a foreign tryna get away
Fuck these hoes that safe to say
Fuck these hoes
On a vaca getting paid I'm talking finally
We can turn it up to level ten now let's begin now
It's a party on the beach and we're all going in now
With
away
When you hit ground, once again… spread your wings to
Fly… toward the sky
But you know you gotta hide the wind
Don't give up until the sun goes down
goes out to every project and every ghetto
For those getting high, using drugs on every level
Living your life, day and night, getting stoned
You
sip it all the time
Juice WRLD I ain't living right, am I living right?
Waking up I'm asking what the time, please tell me what the time?
This all just
her
If she don't wanna be fixed
You don't wanna save her
She’ll pull you down in it
But she just wanna fight me
Tell me that'd she missed me
Won't tell
Built an elevator that never goes down
So, we can climb up with the squad
Now they know we made the sauce
Finna let these haters drown
While nameless
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware
I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
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