Songtexte Leveled Up x Cliffa2Geeked x Juicemob - Kodeine Breezie

I been getting my bag
I might roll a back wood
Or an Optimo
Game Leaf type shit
You know we smoke the best
I ain't even got no name for this shit
I smoke swishers, I like backwoods
I ain't even gonna cap wit you
Whatchu want, a dab?

I'm on my level, I'm out my body
I'm in my bag, water all on my bezel
Pouring up the red, I'm attracted to the yellow
A lot of bad bitches on to me, but I been tryna do better
Drayko no Beretta
I flew my Mexican, right into Lexington
You know we having it
Stackin and flipping it, I don't like subtracting it
Finessin and trapping it
Imma be good no matter how bad it get
My shooter so accurate
I do real nigga shit, so the real niggas fuck wit me, yeah

Look my diamonds shining, and you know that they gliss
Look at my haters, they mad and they pissed
Made a killing, made a killing off risks
Niggas know that I gotta get it, gotta get it
I'm just telling ya, I'm just tryna tell ya
I'm on my way up, yeah I leveled up
I can't make it up

Double my salary
Niggas stay mad at me
Bitches be thotties, and still tryna marry me
He wanna stare at me, pull up its battery
Leave shit in casualties, word to my allergies
She tryna holla, and don't got a dolla and don't see a problem
Mmm mmm
Say he got doggy, pull up when it's foggy, we leaving him soggy
Mhmmm
Gotta know what comes with this lifestyle of rags to riches
Even though it's just paper, you can have the baddest bitches
Better watch out for your peoples, they be the maddest niggas
And anything you do, you better do like it's for Ms Gladys nigga
LLKM K.A.O amen
Gotta love this shit from a distance
Ball til I fall and leave sum for my children yea yea