NEW_LEVEL Lyrics

Pull up inside of the Lamb

Like what's up?

Pull up inside of the Lamb truck

Like what's up?

Pull up inside

Pull up uh

Pull up inside

Pull up uh

Pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh

I just pulled up in that Laren, bitch you should know what the fuck is up

And I'm done playing games with these hoes, only way I'm finna leveled up

Lean up in my drank, I told my homie, please just give me a double cup

Ima need a little more cuz I ain't letting no one on my level, bruh

Lies and sins all I'm known for and fuckin that motherfuckin bitch

Riding by myself but I always be keeping that 30-clip glock with a stick

Stupid bitch wanna know what the fuck is up, she gagging up all on my dick

Opps just cap in all they songs, lil' buddy, like you ain't on shit

Bitch you know what time it is

Bitch, you know what

Hoe like you know what it is

Clip hold 40s

Uh uh, get his noggin split

Rob him a gun-point, finna get your shawty hit

Put two and two together, bitch that's two times two, we call it the big four

Opps looking decent, they hitting they shots, I'm glad they starting to hit more

Liquid poison outta the bottle, just one more drink, I need something to sip on

Get that lil' bitch, they hitting that, uh uh uh, they hitting that limbo

Keep it 100, I keep a motherfucking buck

Buddy gon pass up that blunt

Tackle a bitch and I give her that motherfucking crunch, ball like I'm Kevin Durant

Keeping that k, I'm keeping my rifle, slime stay with me, we be on the hunt

Bitches say "huh?" I say "what?" fuck what you said, hitting the club

Pull up inside of the Lamb

Like what's up?

Pull up inside of the Lamb truck

Like what's up?

Pull up inside

Pull up uh

Pull up inside

Pull up uh

Pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh, pull up uh

I just pulled up in that Laren, bitch you should know what the fuck is up

And I'm done playing games with these hoes, only way I'm finna leveled up

Lean up in my drank, I told my homie, please just give me a double cup

Ima need a little more cuz I ain't letting no one on my level, bruh

Lies and sins all I'm known for and fuckin that motherfuckin bitch

Riding by myself but I always be keeping that 30-clip glock with a stick

Stupid bitch wanna know what the fuck is up, she gagging up all on my dick

Opps just cap in all they songs, lil' buddy, like you ain't on shit

Bitch you know what time it is

Bitch, you know what

Hoe like you know what it is

Clip hold 40s

Uh uh, get his noggin split

Rob him a gun-point, finna get your shawty hit