LEVELED UP! ft. txydo Lyrics

(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah, huh, yeah)

(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah)

(Oh, yeah, huh) (Yeah)

(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah)

(Oh, yeah, huh) (Yeah)

(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah)

(Oh yeah)

Yeah, ha

Why they playing on my top

Me and txydo got a, got a glock

I know they want to see me fall

My chain from Johnny Dang, yo chain from the mall

I just want her for the FaceTime, ain't no call

J and txy always in the stu' cause that's our job

And we doing 350, like what's a law

Better come get your whore, I put D all in her jaw

I got a K on me

Nigga down bad, like the tank on E

Walk round with this za in my pocket, like what is this stank on me

Walk round with the bank on me

I stay with the gang, on me

Young nigga txydo, you already know that I'm clean

She want to be with me

Like girl what you see in me

I know I'm going up, cause these niggas ain't believe in me

Like where you going baby, you freeing me

Like bitch I got that heat on me

I be sippin the 4 like Hennessy

You ain't friend boy, you is a enemy

Me and J slide with a K

He don't want smoke with my gang

That chop got a kick, liu kang

Bae you hurting my brain

Yeah you know I been going insane

I don't think I love her the same

And now I'm trying to go in pain

I don't got nothing to claim

Yeah, ha

Why they playing on my top

Me and txydo got a, got a glock

I know they want to see me fall

My chain from Johnny Dang, yo chain from the mall

I just want her for the FaceTime, ain't no call

J and txy always in the stu' cause that's our job

And we doing 350, like what's a law

Better come get your whore, I put D all in her jaw

Me and txydo raising hell (Okay)

Smoking za, like what's that smell

Kick ya door, we gon prevail

I wish the opps well

Smoking on that stank

Hit em with that glock boy ain't no shank

Feel like playboi carti, yeah I got a new tank

I got a new hoe yeah I got a new bae

We gon send him up

Put that little boy up in that trunk

I don't stop cause the beat still going

2 Twin glocks, just like Dolan

You said my music sucks, boy you ho-ing

You said my music stuck, boy I'm glowing, boy I'm glowing

Yeah, uh

Yeah, I ball like gilbert arenas

I'm in this junk for a reason

I been in this junk, boy you a baby, yeah you still teething

Glock up on me bust

Make sure he not breathing

That hoe get to heating

Ha, ha, yeah yeah

Ok I'm done