Levitate (Get Well Soon, F) Video (MV)

Levitate (levitate, Heavyweight, (ha)
Money run to me, I don't gotta chase (na-ah!)
Get your bitch wet, yeah, like precipitate (wet)
Yeah, I'm comin' up next, I don't gotta wait (wait)
Levitate, uh, heavyweight, yeah
I'm makin' this music for the hell of it (yeah)
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, 'cause I'm better than (nope)
All the motherf*ckers that I'm beefin' with (yeah)
It's true, I don't care 'cause I'm better than them
Yeah, I'll make me a diss then I'll make it again (yeah)
Buddies with them? Man, I'd rather go pen
Yeah, them being liked is a crazy event (nah, f*ck that)
I'm usually nice and that's always the case, if you're chillin' with me
Then we'll end up as friends (ha-ha)
But here's an exception, my bro, I hope that they're listenin', takin' offence
What ever happened to buddies from school?
Gave you respect, yeah, I stuck to the rules
You got a new girl and I said that was cool
But, her name is (Legna) and look my balls (my sack!)
You watchin' her flirt with the guys that you know
How are you actin' like that shit is cool? (how?)
You in a band that ain't made one song
Radio silence is comin' from you (hello?)
Could'a blew last year, yeah, but I didn't
JPG, I smell good when I'm in it (smell nice)
Could'a put you on blast, but I'm nicer than that
Yeah, funny thing is, I still want you to kill it (I do)
I mean that, bro, yeah, with all of my heart
'Cause I know damn well that you have what it takes
A shame that you couldn't stay loyal to me
'Cause if that weren't the case, then we'd still have been friends, uh
Man you guys are so pussy, if I started filming' you
Damn it, that's basically a sex-tape
And I'll send a diss any-day, I'm like Royal Mail
But deliver on Sundays, uh (yeah)
Actin' like clowns in this bitch, inflate a balloon at a 10-year-old's birthday, uh
I'm way too good at this shit, easy to write like in fillin' a survey, uh
Man, I'm way too good at this shit
I'll write a hit whilst I'm takin' a piss (R. Kelly)
Double-G belt and its matchin' the fit
Back in 2018, had the Ric Flair Drip
I saw your girl and she tried it with me
That's something in common with everyone's dick (ha-ha)
George Micheal on a new CD, that's Careless Whisper, I don't give a shit (George)
Your girl done said that she love her a dad-bod
Motivation for me hittin' the gym (yeah)
How in the f*ck are you taller than me but you're less of a man?
It ain't makin' no sense, like (what?)
See me? I'm a chilled out guy (yeah)
See me? I don't keep much friends (yeah)
See me? I don't mean no harm
I ain't threatenin' you or them (no)
I don't want you to come harm's way (no)
I'm just lettin' you know you're a snake (yeah)
I'm just lettin' you know you're a bitch (uh-huh)
And I'd personally run you a fade (yeah)
You already blocked me on Insta
I'll talk in a different way, ay
Nothin' about you even seem real
Even your girlfriend's teeth look fake (ha-ha-ha)
And they-, bro
They do, like
It's like, I dunno, man
Like, they must be dentures or some shit, I don't even know, man
(Ha-ha)
Oh, and his band sucks dick as well, ha, uh
Levitate (levitate, Heavyweight, (heavyweight)
Money run to me, I don't gotta chase (na-ah!)
Get your bitch wet, yeah, like precipitate (yo)
Yeah, I'm comin' up next, I don't gotta wait (wait)
Levitate, uh, heavyweight, yeah
I'm makin' this music for the hell of it
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, 'cause I'm better than (nope)
All the motherf*ckers that I'm beefin' with (yeah)
Levitate (levitate, Heavyweight
Money come to me, I don't gotta chase
Get your bitch wet, yeah, like precipitate
Yeah, I'm comin' up next, I don't gotta wait
Levitate, uh, heavyweight, yeah
I'm makin' this music for the hell of it
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, 'cause I'm better than
All the motherf*ckers that I'm beefin' with
She bought a bouquet of flowers and gave it your bro
Like, how do you feel? (Ouch!)
That shit is preposterous, I'm knowin' damn well
You cried in your pillow, for real (damn)
Just got a phone call from my grandad
He wants you to pay for the clothes that you steal (you steal)
Your style is ancient, my bro, he finna call up the old, old bill (old bill)
I'm sorry you're in this position
You wifed up a girl that belongs to the streets (yikes!)
I know that shit gotta Sting
The, "Shape Of Your Heart", is now scattered in 3 (yuh)
There ain't no "Field Of Gold", it's a field of pain
With the shit that you see, ay (ouch)
You got bigger tits than your girl, bein' a snake must be makin' you eat, uh (ha-ha)
Levitate (levitate, Heavyweight, (heavyweight)
Money run to me, I don't gotta chase (na-ah!)
Get your bitch wet, yeah, like precipitate (yo)
Yeah, I'm comin' up next, I don't gotta wait (wait)
Levitate, uh, heavyweight, yeah
I'm makin' this music for the hell of it
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, 'cause I'm better than (nope)
All the motherf*ckers that I'm beefin' with (yeah)
Levitate (levitate, heavyweight)
Money come to me, I don't gotta chase
Get your bitch wet, yeah, like precipitate
Yeah, I'm comin' up next, I don't gotta wait
Levitate, uh, heavyweight, yeah
I'm makin' this music for the hell of it
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, 'cause I'm better than
All the motherf*ckers that I'm beefin' with (ha-ha)
Ohh-oh-oh (mmm-mhm)
Mm-oh,mmhm
Heh, you ain't made one song
You ain't made one song
You ain't made one song!
(Did your girl sue the bus that hit her by any chance?)