Uboow - Level (feat. KyVendetta & Sergio.lvxx) Lyrics

(Yeah, huh? Okay Okay Yeah, Grah)
(Bitch, Grah, Bitch, Grah)
I told that bitch you can do what you want
I'm smokin' this gas and I'm smokin' it strong
I'm up in the trap, I got boy for the low
And I'm taxin' these bitches like I want a loan
Green and red beams, two tone
White plug, like Home Alone
Hop on a flight, I'm gone woah
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, and I left and I changed for the better
I'm totin' these choppa's, I'm totin' Beretta's
You say this yo' bitch, but I get her wetter
Doggin' these hoes like I'm KyVendetta (Yeah, Yeah)
He do it good, I do it better
He up with G, I'ma up several (I'ma up several)
Yo nigga weak, he not on my level
He said he want smoke, got a taste of this metal
I'ma put diamonds all over my bezle
She thought it was sweet and she thought she was special
And after I hit yeah, I never met you
Not chasin' no bitch, I swear I won't catch you
Woah, I'm in the club with yo' hoe (Woah)
Woah, I know that she finna go (Woah)
Woah, she finna fall for the bro's, she bendin' over, she touchin' her toes
Left his ass bloody, not talkin' bout nose (Yeah)
But my brother wipe your nose (Yeah)
Where his body, no one knows (Yeah)
Hold on, let me pass it to me pass it to bro
So he finna pass it to me
In a Bentley Bentayga, Lil' Serge in a Jeep
I got racks in my pockets, it's all in my jeans
Five hundred on kicks, No a nigga not cheap
And yo lil' bitch, she a hound like her name was Elvis
And she know my dick big, she told me put it in her pelvis
I flirt with his bitch, now he jealous
I ride like I'm PNB, nigga so selfish
White hoe on my body, look like Billie Eillish
Came in with that pack, said a nigga gon' smell it
I want all the smoke like a nigga inhaled it, but, we know you don't want it
Choppa on me, run up on me, I'm dumpin'
You countin' twenties, I'm just countin' hundreds, Go
(Blatt, Blatt, Blatt)
We got twenties, but I'm countin' hundreds,
We got the drop on the spot, with this Blade know I spun it
I stay with a fifty, I'm gunnin'
LVX takin' shit, that's how we comin'
Really got smacks around, Ion get physical
I'll have my brothers run down and get rid of you (Blatt, Blatt)
Watch yo' bitch, cause she keep on hittin' my digital, yo' bitty a bop, man, you niggas so pitiful
I need me a watch with the skeleton bezel
One up with this punch, now I'm on a new level
I'm uppin' the fye, but this one I got special
My fifty stay loaded, spit fire like a devil
We talkin' bout blickies, you know I got several
I got my get back, but I couldn't just settle
Jugg em' and fill up the car with some pebbles
LVX cookin' shit up like a kettle (Bitch)