Текст песни
You not on my level, you not on my Level, you not my level. They try apologize, I don't think that it's making It better. Look my demon the eyes, Tell him he better know better. Tryna pull up on your side, baby you know That I'm better. I just brought a foreign to The store. Had to ride the foreign with your Hoe. Had somebody open up the door. That's your girl? Nah, who knows. I'd rather rip through the mud. Hundred packs shoved in the trunk. Scared niggas worried 'bout the feds. You ain't never reached for the dough. You ain't never show me love. It don't even cost you nothing. I ain't even expect nothing back. Keep the chains, I'm still stunting. RIP, I lost my cousin. On the West, I'm still Southern. Eating grits mixed with the butter. High as fuck, I might stutter. Balling bitch, I'm standout. Little shawty got her hand out. Got a chill, I'm a brand now. But I keep a charm, I bring a band Out. I want you but I don't know how To say that shit just right now. See me too off by this, shooting, taking, running, Take you out. Uh, gonna look different in life. Three chains, I'm not right. I'm faded but it's my life. It's a shame, alright. This ain't my mind. Away, for now. I want it all night. I want it all Night. I want all night. I want all night. I want all night. I want all night. I want it all night. You not on my level, you not on my Level, you not on my level. They try to apologize, I don't think that it's Making it better. Look my demon in the eyes, Tell him he better know better. Tryna pull up on your side, baby you know That I'm better. I just brought a foreign to The store. Had to ride the foreign with your Hoe. Had somebody open up the door. That's your girl? Nah, who knows. I'd rather rip through the mud. Hundred packs shoved in the trunk. Scared niggas worried 'bout the feds. You ain't never reached for the dough. You ain't never show me love. It don't even cost you nothing. I ain't even expect nothing back. Keep the chains, I'm still stunting. RIP, I lost my cousin. On the West, I'm still Southern. Eating grits mixed with the butter. High as fuck, I might stutter
BIGBABYGUCCI — Level
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