Yeah
I got a lot of that shit
You say you bout it, I can take the fade anyway it go
You acting outta pocket, looking stupid, time to let it go
Bitch I pistol whip you with my heater, yeah you love that .40 chrome
I touch a lot of paper so I know these people love my dope
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends is watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Someone pass me the Crown, thinking that I'm about to go an drink in here too
Imma need that tequila on deck, Imma need about like ten blunts too
You be smoking on reggie shit, I be smoking top shelf up in Cancun
So why you acting like a bum
You a hater, you ain't fighting for none
If you don't even wanna fight for yourself
Woah, aye yeah that's all cool though, I ain't Trippin' bout it
Just bout my money, bout my bag, in case I'm bitching bout it
Yeah, its bout that time that I start getting outta here
Hah how I done told you, you still mad about it
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends they watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Bitch you can't smoke the shit that I smoke
Bitch you can't drink the way that I drink
Bitch you can't talk the way that I talk
Bitch you don't rap the way that you think
I'm so damn tired of this lil beef
All those shit raps and them lil tweets
If you ain't gon' do shit when I'm outside
Then I don't wanna see you 'round in these streets
But bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Oh its over
Damn
I done did that
I done told all you bitches before, so you should known that
Imma class act
I had to go and bring the rap back
Told the competition, time to Level Up
You better drop shit cause the Kings back
Darron Jensen - Level Up Lyrics
Darron Jensen - Level Up Lyrics
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Yeah
I got a lot of that shit
You say you bout it, I can take the fade anyway it go
You acting outta pocket, looking stupid, time to let it go
Bitch I pistol whip you with my heater, yeah you love that .40 chrome
I touch a lot of paper so I know these people love my dope
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends is watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Someone pass me the Crown, thinking that I'm about to go an drink in here too
Imma need that tequila on deck, Imma need about like ten blunts too
You be smoking on reggie shit, I be smoking top shelf up in Cancun
So why you acting like a bum
You a hater, you ain't fighting for none
If you don't even wanna fight for yourself
Woah, aye yeah that's all cool though, I ain't Trippin' bout it
Just bout my money, bout my bag, in case I'm bitching bout it
Yeah, its bout that time that I start getting outta here
Hah how I done told you, you still mad about it
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends they watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Bitch you can't smoke the shit that I smoke
Bitch you can't drink the way that I drink
Bitch you can't talk the way that I talk
Bitch you don't rap the way that you think
I'm so damn tired of this lil beef
All those shit raps and them lil tweets
If you ain't gon' do shit when I'm outside
Then I don't wanna see you 'round in these streets
But bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Oh its over
Damn
I done did that
I done told all you bitches before, so you should known that
Imma class act
I had to go and bring the rap back
Told the competition, time to Level Up
You better drop shit cause the Kings back
I got a lot of that shit
You say you bout it, I can take the fade anyway it go
You acting outta pocket, looking stupid, time to let it go
Bitch I pistol whip you with my heater, yeah you love that .40 chrome
I touch a lot of paper so I know these people love my dope
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends is watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Someone pass me the Crown, thinking that I'm about to go an drink in here too
Imma need that tequila on deck, Imma need about like ten blunts too
You be smoking on reggie shit, I be smoking top shelf up in Cancun
So why you acting like a bum
You a hater, you ain't fighting for none
If you don't even wanna fight for yourself
Woah, aye yeah that's all cool though, I ain't Trippin' bout it
Just bout my money, bout my bag, in case I'm bitching bout it
Yeah, its bout that time that I start getting outta here
Hah how I done told you, you still mad about it
My wrist on Mr. Freeze, I'm burning trees, and drinking Casamigos
Another pint of lean, rolling weed, that shit be boosting up my ego
All these fiends they watching, hating on me, I think it's time I step it up
Smoking these rappers its to easy for me, bitch you need to Level Up
Bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Bitch you can't smoke the shit that I smoke
Bitch you can't drink the way that I drink
Bitch you can't talk the way that I talk
Bitch you don't rap the way that you think
I'm so damn tired of this lil beef
All those shit raps and them lil tweets
If you ain't gon' do shit when I'm outside
Then I don't wanna see you 'round in these streets
But bitch I ride around, my windows down, I smoke my dope, that THC
I crank my speakers up, that volume bumping when you nearing me
I told you, you just need to Level Up, I guess you just ain't hearing me
Bitch I roll my dope and smoke it with my windows down, carelessly
Oh its over
Damn
I done did that
I done told all you bitches before, so you should known that
Imma class act
I had to go and bring the rap back
Told the competition, time to Level Up
You better drop shit cause the Kings back
Writer: Darron Jensen
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