ChildishOct - Leveled Up

My brothers some hittas they real niggas and they
And they all gone ride
None of my niggas play baseball, but they ball
And they all gone slide
If we want you dead, we gone take ya head
It ain't, no where you can hide
The way that we pop out
We got them mops out
Caught yo ass lacking
Why you looking surprised?

Bitch i got big drip, take a trip to Quik Trip
I ain't gone lie but my foot been on the gas
Used to be broke, niggas took me as a joke
Now i'm laughing, cause they see a nigga getting cash
Bad lil bitch, she a thick lil bitch
But i only want the head, if not i gotta pass
A lot of these niggas i surpassed
I be so fly that a nigga first class, y'all last
Money so long that it got exponents
I thought you knew that since moment?
Take a bitch shopping
You know you can get it if you want it
It feel good to fuck with a paid nigga don't it?
I'm so high that a nigga vision getting blurry
I'm so cold that a nigga seeing flurries
Fuck these niggas, swear to God nigga i ain't worried
I can get em gone in a motherfuckin hurry

If i want you gone can't nobody help you
I got hella racks on my schedule
I be getting hella dough, never worried bout a hoe
Cause a nigga like me man, i got several
Most of y'all niggas be washed
I be getting hella gwap
Ima touch a M, that's word to my nigga josh
Fucking with josh you gone getcha head knocked
Ima keep grinding till a nigga hit the tippy top
That's right the tip tip
Got it on my hip hip
Run up on me ima let rip rip
Heard that pussy water so a nigga hadda take it for a quick dip
Shoutout Drake, you can get hit with like 66
I ain't go to school, but i got big chips
My niggas cool, but they like to hit licks
You niggas fools, better catch a grip grip
No i ain't the shit, nigga i'm the shit shit
Woah, woah, switch up the flow
No busta rhymes just tell me when to go woah
Yeah, you already know
Balling so hard that a nigga bout to go pro
Uh, i be getting dough
Getting so much money nigga i will never go broke
Yeah, smoking on this dope
Smoking on this dope got me moving in slow mo
None of these niggas can't catch me, None of these niggas can't best me
If you looking for me ima always be where the check be
None of these niggas can't check me None of these niggas upset me
None of these disrespect me
None of these niggas expect me
Once upon a time these bitches had curved me
But them same bitches in my dms tryna text me
If you not gang, you cannot hang
That's one thang i gotta make real clear
He played with the gang, bullets exchanged
Then the lil nigga disappeared
Niggas be thinking i been doing this rapping shit
It ain't even been a year
They ask me if i think i'm the hottest in the city
And i replied shit, damn near

Bitch i got big drip, take a trip to Quik Trip
I ain't gone lie but my foot been on the gas
Used to be broke, niggas took me as a joke
Now i'm laughing, cause they see a nigga getting cash
Bad lil bitch, she a thick lil bitch,
But i only want the head, if not i gotta pass
A lot of these niggas i surpassed
I be so fly that a nigga first class, y'all last
Money so long that it got exponents
I thought you knew that since moment?
Take a bitch shopping
You know you can get it if you want it
It feel good to fuck with a paid nigga don't it?
I'm so high that a nigga vision getting blurry
I'm so cold that a nigga seeing flurries
Fuck these niggas, swear to God nigga i ain't worried
I can get em gone in a motherfuckin hurry

Written by:
Octavious Hinton

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