| See it’s brackets nigga
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| Them hoes ain’t fucking you cause you ain’t in that bracket nigga
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| Learn life, it’s levels to this shit young boy
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| Ay O you feel me
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| Lil nigga we don’t rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
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| Cause it’s levels to this shit
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| Lil nigga we don’t drive the same whips, we don’t fuck the same chicks
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| Cause it’s levels to this shit
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| Lil nigga we don’t get the same paper, you a motherfuckin' hater
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| Boy it’s levels to this shit
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| Lil nigga cause it’s levels to this shit
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| Lil nigga cause it’s levels to this shit
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| Oh lord
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| Cause it’s levels to this shit, levels to this shit
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| Can’t fuck my ho cause it’s levels to this bitch
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| And I be rocking prada like a devil in this bitch
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| And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
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| And I’m heavy as it get
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| Shining like a motherfuckin' bezel on my wrist
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| All my niggas mobbing so we heavy in this bitch
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| 30 grand for the Muller that’s a Chevy on my wrist
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| Cocaine, most saying, young nigga blowing up — Kurt Cobain
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| Skating on them like I’m Lil Wayne
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| And this 458 don’t do the lil lane — vroom
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| Swerve on 'em, niggas gotta nerve on 'em
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| Cause I heard the feds got 'em and he had them birds on 'em
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| But a nigga back home and now niggas roll with him
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| Caught a case what you think, nigga fucking told on 'em
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| I ain’t get my shit snatched yet
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| You ain’t get your bitch back yet
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| One call, niggas aim that tech
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| Blood drawn, headshot nigga brains on step
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| Hot shit if you pop shit
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| And I don’t want your opinion if you ain’t got shit
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| We young niggas, we winning I pull up, drop shit
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| Mob shit, with more keys than a locksmith
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| Damn Tommy you ain’t got no job
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| DC, we the motherfuckin' mob
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| Young nigga getting straight to the money
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| In a range with your honey, I pull up like ahh
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| I make them power moves with Jay and them
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| Them boys shooting don’t play with them
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| Maybach, Rozay and them
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| Rolling down Collins call Rugs hit the A with them
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| Compound niggas live now
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| If it’s the finals I’m balling like I’m LeBron now
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| I call up Odyssey tell them bitches to calm down
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| I treat the jet like a taxi way the way I’m flying around
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| And I don’t fuck with no niggas
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| If they don’t fuck with my niggas
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| And I ain’t fucking no bitches
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| If they fucking my niggas
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| One time for the real niggas
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| Two times for the bad bitches
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| Y’all suckas be cuffing hoes
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| Cause y’all suckas never had bitches
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| I hit the dealer bought another Rolls
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| That’s the reason why you mad nigga
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| That’s the reason why you hating on me
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| I love balling, my bad nigga
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| Cause it’s levels to this shit
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| Levels to this shit
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| Can’t fuck my ho cause it’s levels to this bitch
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| Cause it’s levels to this bitch
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| And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
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| Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Levels , by - Rick Ross. Song from the album The Plug & Haram, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп