[Chorus] When you level up, you get the money like it's Follywood, and when you get that money, will you come up out that? When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood, and wouldn't you get surprised with this shit? Wait, huh, I don't like surprises at all Just got off that billion-dollar call Told the coach to put me in 'cause I'm just tryna ball I go up in every season, even in the fall I won't talk about 'em, I just cut 'em off But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain't said shit And you quick to say you'd do it, but you never did If you talking to a god, keep it short and quick (Shh) I'm busy living all this life that you'll nеver live And y'all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I'm out I was alivе for 4L, but it's up to me for after now You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out Yeat
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on 'em When I walk inside this bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder I can't see nobody, nobody can see me But everything I do is done in 3D After everything I did, I know they need me I don't ever wish 'em well, I just hope they bleed (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, I just hope you bleed My body fiending for some dopamine
[Verse] You always talking but I ain't heard a thing (I ain't heard shit) You always talking behind that fucking screen They told me, "Yeat, go do your fuckin' thing" Get your money up, bitch, you can't fuck with me Hundred bands, not a fucking dub, you a scrub, get swept under rug, get you squished like bug on 'em Yeah, I don't need no love, I just need a tug, I just need my drugs, I'm fucked up and I fucked up on 'em
[Chorus] When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood, and when you get that money, will you come up out that? When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood, and wouldn't you get surprised with this shit? Wait, huh, I don't like surprises at all Just got off that billion-dollar call Told the coach to put me in 'cause I'm just tryna ball I go up in every season, even in the fall I won't talk about 'em, I just cut 'em off But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain't said shit And you quick to say you'd do it, but you never did If you talking to a god, keep it short and quick I'm busy living all this life that you'll never live And y'all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I'm out I was Alivë for 4L, but it's Up 2 Më for Aftër Now You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out Yeat
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on 'em When I walk inside this bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder I can't see nobody, nobody can see me But everything I do is done in 3D After everything I did, I know they need me I don't ever wish 'em well, I just hope they bleed Yeah, I just hope you bleed My body fiending for some dopamineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
